After successfully shaking off all the surveillance at the hotel, Ye Chenfeng headed straight in the direction of the Holy Mountain.
"Hmm?"
However, after taking a few steps, Ye Chenfeng frowned, a hint of helplessness flashing in his eyes.
He had already noticed four strong auras. Although they weren't hostile to him, they carried a powerful sense of oppression.
"Little Fengfeng, what are you doing wandering outside so late instead of sleeping?" At this moment, a voice suddenly rang out.
Immediately, Ye Chenfeng felt a headache coming on.
Seeing Catherine approaching with her swaying figure, Ye Chenfeng smiled and said, "Just came out for a run at night. What's up?"
Catherine happily walked up to Ye Chenfeng, her smile faintly embarrassed: "Since it's a run, how about I join you, Little Fengfeng?"
Ye Chenfeng glanced at the sky-high heels on Catherine's feet, his eyes conveying a clear meaning.
