At this point, with Ying Ji's demise, the entire Netherworld Hall was finally destroyed by Jiang Feng single-handedly, leaving no fish that slipped through the net!
Luo Chunqiu and Mu Qiuyi, who had walked up from behind, felt a myriad of emotions that words could not describe.
"What are you planning to do next?"
Jiang Feng suddenly looked at Luo Chunqiu and asked.
"Me?"
Luo Chunqiu smiled bitterly: "I'll drift aimlessly to the ends of the earth... Anyway, I am a useless person now, with not much time left. I just need to find a suitable place to spend the rest of my days."
Jiang Feng thought for a moment: "If you are willing, I can take you back to China, find a way to heal your injuries, and you can work under me in the future."
"No need."
