"Did you miss me that much? Hahahaha!" Jing Feng chuckled, stepping fully into view.
He wore flowing azure robes and looked quite refined. His hair was neatly groomed, making him seem more like a scholar than a tough guy at first glance.
But tiny marks, like faint lines from old grazes, were scattered on his face. They hinted at a past that wasn't as innocent as his calm expression suggested.
By his side stood two capable guards, both strong fighters in the Moonlight stage of the Yin Soul Realm. They showed complete loyalty, not just to Jing Feng but to the whole Jing family.
"Zhou Shen, I actually wondered if you and your group would work well enough with my Jing family. But, you didn't let us down; we'll reward you and your men generously," Jing Feng praised him. The leader of Lan Zichen's guards stepped forward with a polite bow of thanks.
