Feng and Chen Li walked for a while before finally reaching the carriages.
Up close, there were more than Feng had initially seen—three in total.
Around them stood three people who, upon spotting Chen Li approaching, quickly nodded and greeted him warmly.
"Hey, Old Chen! What took you so long? We've been waiting for ages!" One of the farmers, a man named Yan Hao, tried to sound annoyed, but his grin made it clear he was just teasing.
"Yeah, Old Chen, if you'd been just a little later, we would've left you behind!" Another farmer, Yan Li, chimed in.
From their nearly identical faces and matching mannerisms, it was obvious the two were twin brothers.
"Hey, you brats, can't you see Old Chen has company? Try acting normal for once!" A deep voice cut through their banter as a muscular man emerged from behind one of the carriages.
He was tall, exuding a strong spiritual energy aura at the 8th level of Qi Condensation, and carried a small pack on his back—clearly a mercenary.
