A day passed like this, and by evening the three returned to Shancheng. This time, the carriage wasn't set up in the original spot; only Feng Jun stayed there, waiting for the Golden Core Hooligan to come knocking.
The Golden Core Hooligan came quite early this time. As soon as dusk fell, he brought two cultivators from the Foundation Building stage along. Upon seeing Feng Jun, he was startled, then laughed, "It seems your courage isn't that great, leaving only you here?"
"The young miss is precious and can't take any risks," Feng Jun said, lighting a cigarette with a nonchalant expression, "I don't mind. If anything unexpected happens, the young miss can avenge me."
"Just kidding," the Golden Core Hooligan laughed, his intention to curry favor growing stronger—truly a display of a large clan's conduct, "Give me one of those cigarettes you have, Luohua."
