"Luo Feng, why are these bandits so afraid of you?"
After the bandits left, Hu Caiyun approached Luo Feng, blinking her eyes as she asked curiously.
Luo Feng alone had made hundreds of bandits retreat and even forced an eighth-level Hell Realm expert to beg for peace! To the young girl, this was nothing short of a miracle!
At this moment, Hu Caiyun's heart was filled with admiration for Luo Feng.
"It's nothing much. They might have heard that we're from one of the Four Great Academies, so they probably didn't dare to make a move," Luo Feng said casually.
Hu Caiyun, unconvinced by Luo Feng's perfunctory answer, pouted her attractive red lips in dissatisfaction; she naturally didn't believe this explanation.
Luo Feng took out one million five hundred thousand taels in silver notes. He intended to give five hundred thousand taels to each of Hu Caiyun, Yang Wen, and Yang Tao. "This is five hundred thousand taels for each of you. Take it," he said.
"These silver notes are for us?"
