After Yao Chenfeng left, everyone slowly gathered around.
"Young Lin, isn't it amazing? Does everything seem different now after your trip to Mongolia?" Beiming Yu appeared behind him at some point. Her sultry voice was bone-chilling.
"Yes, it feels like a dream," Lin Zifeng shrugged with a smile. "Besides the Demon God Sect's gestures, are there other sects offering benefits?"
To him, if even the Demon God Sect was offering so many benefits, naturally other sects would also provide considerable advantages. Otherwise, who could survive in this chaotic world?
"Almost all the powers within half of Huaxia that have offended our Holy Hall have offered great benefits. Isn't that exactly what you need?" Beiming Yu laughed. Although Lin Zifeng appeared indifferent, deep down, he understood perfectly.
"Haha, I've troubled you a lot during my absence, Beiming." Lin Zifeng said politely.
