Everyone in the Sacred Hall Forfeited?

Leng Ruoxue and the others stood at the fork in the Illusionary Forest. Not long later, Feng Da's and Feng Moran's teams emerged one after another. Everyone was injured, their clothes tattered and disheveled, but they seemed to be in high spirits.

"Miss, we're here," Feng Da shouted excitedly when he saw Leng Ruoxue.

"Okay." She was still very relaxed when it came to Feng Da.

"Big Brother Feng, did everything go smoothly?" Leng Ruoxue asked with concern.

"It went smoothly." Feng Moran looked at his disheveled team and smiled. These sheltered students had been exhausted over the past ten days.

"That's good. Although you guys are very tired now, you will know the benefits in the future." Leng Ruoxue looked at the pairs of slightly resentful eyes and comforted them.

"Hey, you're still alive!" Feng Aoran pulled Qiao Hua aside.