Inside the cabin.
"What are you waiting for?"
Lu Xiaobu's brow furrowed as he looked at Lin Feng and said.
"Waiting for trouble."
Lin Feng's mouth curled slightly, but this arc carried a somewhat icy feel.
As soon as he finished speaking.
A voice came from outside.
"Old man Duan Yue, long time no see!"
With that voice, an old man with white hair and a white beard appeared at the entrance.
This elder's eyes were fixed on Duan Yue, filled with a kind of hatred.
This hatred was strange, not the kind that tears one apart; it wasn't that intense but was deep enough, a product of time's sediment!
"Is it you?!"
Seeing White Beard, Duan Yue's face instantly tensed up.
His originally stooped body suddenly straightened, his eyes once again sharp, staring intently at White Beard: "How did you find this place?!"
He couldn't help but start to doubt Lin Feng in his heart.
After all, this was Lin Feng's place, but now his enemy had come knocking on the door.
