He Ming did not pay attention to Lu Lin's question; it was not something he was concerned about, nor was it something Lu Lin should care about.
As he put away the flying boat, a few martial artists with different outfits appeared in the mountain forest not far away. They all had one thing in common: a roaring evil dragon was embroidered on their chests.
"He Ming, you're back. Oh, this must be Lu Lin. Hurry and bring him in."
"Hmm."
He Ming nodded, gesturing for Lu Lin to follow him. As for Jiu Yuan and the others, they did not continue following but disappeared into the jungle with those who came to greet them.
After entering the dense forest, He Ming led Lu Lin into an underground tunnel. This tunnel's entrance was guarded by two members of the Evil Dragon Hall. After confirming his identity with them, He Ming went straight in.
