Jun Feng's words caused Zhou Yu's heart to inexplicably thud.
He didn't understand what Jun Feng meant, but he could sense that Jun Feng wasn't merely bluffing.
It seemed like Lin Luoluo indeed had something going on.
However, Lin Luoluo had always been with him; he couldn't figure out what could be troubling her.
"Time is almost up."
"Zhou Yu, I'll see you on the platform."
Jun Feng left these words, full of meaning, and then turned around to leave.
Shortly after Jun Feng left, everyone suddenly felt an overwhelming aura descending, and the previously noisy crowd instantly fell silent.
Everyone turned their gaze uniformly towards the center of the square.
In the center of the square, an old man with white hair and beard slowly appeared in the air.
His coarse robe fluttered in the wind, and this terrifying aura emanated from him.
For a moment, everyone's faces revealed an expression of awe.
"Welcome, Ancestor!"
Zhou Yu's eyes showed a hint of surprise.
