As Qian Ning gradually moved away under the support of a few people, the building where Lin Chen lived seemed to return to its original silence.
However, he was not in a hurry and continued to quietly stay in place for a while because he sensed that there were still some auras locking onto him.
This was not a feeling brought on by Lin Chen's cultivation of spiritual techniques, but rather a keen intuition developed from countless battles.
Qian Ning, supported by a few people, passed by a patch of greenery and moved away from Lin Chen's building, after which a few figures slowly emerged from behind a tree.
"Brother Zhao, what do you think of this person?"
The three stood side by side, not paying the slightest attention to Qian Ning's group, but rather gazing through the bamboo forest at the building where Lin Chen resided.
