Lin Feng, noticing that the old lady called Grandma Qing wasn't as intimidated by his aura, felt a hint of surprise as he thought to himself:
Is this old lady strong? But… she doesn't feel strong.
He was a bit confused, but realizing that she was someone acquainted with Mei Ling, he quickly withdrew the oppressive aura from his cultivation base.
Though his tone became more respectful, a trace of urgency still lingered in his voice.
"Yes, I'm Lin Feng. Do you know what happened here?"
As he spoke, Lin Feng observed the old lady carefully.
Grandma Qing stepped closer, stopping just near enough to examine his face. After a brief moment of silence, she smiled faintly.
"You're pretty good," she said.
Lin Feng didn't notice it, but the moment those words left her lips, Chen Shi—who was already shaken by the pressure of Lin Feng's cultivation—quietly inhaled a sharp breath. His mind raced with disbelief.
He even got acknowledged by Grandma Qing! Just who is this guy?!
