'This might be a [prequel] world.'
Zhang Feng felt a bit dazed, unexpectedly stepping into the story of the '座上客'?
This strange feeling was too mysterious.
Straightforward, he decided not to think about it.
Better to wait for the task and see if he can find the '座上客' in the [Criminal World prequel].
Thinking about it.
Zhang Feng once again began to observe these writings, hoping to uncover some 'potentially existing information'.
Then deduce if the '座上客' is related to the task.
Because if this is truly the Criminal World.
Then the character of '座上客' should still be fond of 'puzzle-solving'.
Perhaps any information he left is related to the current task.
But after looking around, there was nothing.
Indeed, there were only martial skills, no riddles.
This certainly made it more puzzling.
'Where is the danger exactly?'
Zhang Feng couldn't figure it out and noticed it was already dusk.
Rustle—
The young man also put down his backpack, containing some dry buns and jerky.
