"Can you trust Pei Pokong?"
"He used to come with the Flying Dragon Style..."
Inside the blue flying car far from the Huai River.
The intelligent projection, which seemed like a big-headed child, remained in a quiet sitting posture, its big eyes blinking as it constantly looked around.
Lin Hao's inquiry echoed in the communication module; Chen Feng looked at the sky outside the window and shook his head.
"It's not important."
With a calm expression, he looked down at the low buildings and banyan-lined streets below.
No matter whether Pei Pokong is truly submissive or not, he doesn't care.
Because...
"Everyone knows about the Mountain Gate of the Golden Splitting Eagle Stream, and he knows I can cut off his lineage."
"He's a smart man."
Not taking action is the best deterrent, especially since the other party already knows his strength.
Moreover.
Their grudge isn't that deep, and he happens to need some strong people.
