Divine Wind.
Ice Eagle looked towards Feng Lian.
The night was thick, and the light in the captain's cabin also dim.
Feng Lian wore a mask, and though Ice Eagle couldn't see his expression, he could feel the latter's furrowed brows.
Feng Lian expressed his eagerness to pursue revenge, so he abandoned the Saber Gang members overnight. Ice Eagle smiled.
He didn't expose Feng Lian's true intention, but instead nodded in agreement, "Mr. Feng Lian, the torment of hatred is so painful. Yet, all these pains will, at the moment of successful revenge, turn into the sweetest wine in the world."
"You have already helped us so much, but it's a pity that my power is meager, I can only wish you a complete victory this time."
"Ice Eagle..." Feng Lian sighed, knowing that Ice Eagle understood his real intention, such a stance made him feel a wave of fatigue.
"What can be done given such circumstances?" Feng Lian sighed inwardly.
Ice Eagle's expression was calm.
