Lin Feng was the first to spot Lu Pengju. His clothes were tattered, and there was a large hole in his pants, revealing a good portion of his pale buttocks. His appearance was so comical he could have rivaled Mr. Bean. Lin Feng couldn't help but burst into laughter.
"Damn, Mr. Lu, why are you dressed so sexily?" Lin Feng teased. "Look at your pants. Truly retro! Hey, why do they look a bit like a child's open-crotch pants to me? HAHAHA…"
"You—you're still laughing? You have no sense of loyalty!"
With tears welling in his eyes, Lu Pengju lightly punched Lin Feng's chest and said, "You don't know what dangers Mr. Yan and I encountered on this journey… WAHHH, I almost died."
"You almost died? No way! What happened?"
Hearing Lu Pengju say that, Lin Feng's expression turned grave. Looking at Lu Pengju's state and the way he spoke, Lin Feng knew the guy probably wasn't lying.
