Red Phoenix Tribe (3)

Neither Feng Huang or Feng Tian were able to say a single thing as they just stared at Lin Fan.

Both of them were trying to figure out what intentions he had asking this, but they couldn't see a thing because he was wearing his cloak.

The Great Elder had a bitter smile on his face as he realized why Lin Fan wore this cloak.

It was so that they couldn't see through his expressions at all, so they didn't know what he was planning.

But the Great Elder didn't know if Lin Fan had good or bad intentions towards the Red Phoenix Tribe, so he didn't say a thing. Though if one just listened to the tone of Lin Fan's voice, it would seem like he had bad intentions towards them.

After all, the way that he phrased his words, it didn't seem like he was being friendly.