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"Big brother!" Shen Feng's heart tightened and his nose turned sour. Tears started to shine in his pure eyes. He couldn't help but yell.
The old man's eyes suddenly lit up. He paused for a moment and said, "If I have a son like that, then what do I need? I'm really envious of this kid's parents!" Suddenly, the old man felt more relieved. He looked at Shen Feng and smiled. He thought to himself, "Shen Feng is blessed to be able to make such a friend. I am relieved."
The old man's gaze suddenly became cold as he stared coldly at the darkening sky outside the hall. He quickly regained his senses and said with a calm voice, "Alright!" With the help of a few of his friends, he finally had some hope to save his nephew. "However."
With a turn of his voice, the old man sighed and fiercely slammed the table as he shouted, "Hundred Threads, this old man is not the least bit afraid of him!" "However, the few mysterious people beside him act in a very strange manner. Their strength is unfathomable, and they need a long time to come up with a plan to save him!"
"Who are those people?" Senior, can you describe how they are dressed? " Faang Lei could hear the fear in the old man's words. As he thought about it, a few figures appeared in his mind. Faang Lei had a hint of suspicion in his heart as he asked for confirmation.
"Well, Raov had once exchanged hands with one of them. It was nearly dark by then, and I had a short collision with them. However, because they were all wearing black robes, I could not see their appearances clearly."
"Do you have any other characteristics other than the black robe's cover?" Hearing the black robe, Faang Lei's memories went back and his heart became a bit more certain. However, this was not enough, so he continued to ask.
Both of his eyes slanted and the old man seemed to have thought of something. He stroked his beard and muttered something as he walked forward. When he reached the door, the old man slapped his head and turned around. If you were to describe their strength as something special, it would be that they are very close to it. Although this old man is unable to see through their true strength at first glance, I can feel that their strength is very strong, and their teamwork is flawless! Furthermore, Hundred Threads seems to be very respectful to them and calls them Venerable Envoy! "
"It's really them!" Faang Lei exclaimed as he lowered his eyes.
"They? Which one of them? Could it be that little friend Faang Lin has seen them before?! " The elder hurriedly asked as he looked doubtfully at Faang Lei's flickering eyes. Faang Rou and Jiang Yanming were also stunned for a moment. They all stared at Faang Lei, as if they were waiting for something.
"I never thought that Nine-heaven Nether Flame Hall would involve even third-rate families like Baixin. It seems that their ambitions are no longer one of the big powers on the continent, but the entire Cloud Dream Continent! Power is truly a good thing. Not only will the Myriad Snake race want it, even the Nine-heaven Nether Flame Hall that have been quiet this whole time, has been moved. It seems that a storm of blood and gore will soon break out on the continent! " Thinking about this, Faang Lei immediately realized the seriousness of the situation!
But then he thought again, and Faang Lei immediately hinted at himself: "No, we can't tell the Yu Family, those mysterious people are most likely the Nine-heaven Nether Flame Hall's messengers, with the Yu Family's strength, challenging the Nine-heaven Nether Flame Hall, is no different from smashing an egg on a rock, they will only bring about their own destruction!"
In just a single breath of time, a myriad of thoughts suddenly appeared in Faang Lei's mind. He did not directly answer the old man's question, but turned around and comforted Wu Tie: "Don't worry, even if my opponent is a Fighting Monarch Ranker, I will still fight with you until the last moment!"
"Cough, cough!" The old man and everyone else could see something from Faang Lei's actions, but since Faang Lei did not say anything, he did not pursue the matter any further. The old man coughed twice, waved his hand, and gathered everyone together.
Due to the difference in status, Hundred Threads and Hundred Threads were not imprisoned in the same place, and the place where Hundred Threads was locked up was extremely secretive. Aside from a few trusted aides, Hundred Threads did not tell anyone, so it was impossible to immediately investigate.