"You want to stay?"
The convoy temporarily stopped in the uneven concrete square.
Chen Feng looked at Zhao Tingxiao and the young man named Yao Wei in front of him, somewhat surprised.
"Yes, senior brother."
"This little guy is very stubborn. He wants to keep vigil for his master today before he's willing to leave with us."
Worried that Chen Feng might refuse, Zhao Tingxiao quickly said, "I want to stay and look after him. Duowa City is not far from here. We can depart tomorrow and will definitely catch up."
As he spoke, the young man beside him lowered his head slightly, not daring to look at Chen Feng.
His calm face seemed to carry a certain dignity, with a hidden sense of aggression that was somewhat piercing to the eyes.
"You alone?"
Chen Feng frowned, which made Zhao Tingxiao's heart skip a beat, fearing he was unwilling.
However, in the next moment.
"Old Zhou, could you let your disciple stay another day to help?"
