Feng Mian continues to look at the town below, feeling more and more of a sinking feeling from the depths of her stomach.
She didn't know why, but she had a feeling of wanted to go back.
The logical part of her brain was telling her, that it was a stupid idea to go back, why the sentimental part of it was longing for it.
Along with that emotional statement of wanting to go back, a violent storm of emotion would often follow after thinking of going back.
"Hmm"
Finished with this line of thought, Feng Mian begins to think about her training routine.
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In a Winehouse in the Imperial Captial,
Two men could be seen talking to another man with a heavily concealed body.
One of the men looked obese, but one could see large amounts of muscle protruding from his arms and thick neck.
He had a deep voice that seemed to rumble in the air around him.
"We'll do the job."
From this statement, the man beside him, one almost could be mistaken as a stick, disagreed with this, "Come on! this is obviously a bad deal, we barely get any information about this, and we go to the most dangerous part of the country!"
"Shut up."
Although he talked in a normal tone, it was almost as if he shouted across a great distance.
"I really have a bad feeling about this..."
This was the point of the concealed man placed himself in the conversation.
"The goal would be at the dungeons, the deepest part, I heard there was a round of experiments done down there, but no matter, there is the place where it is located."
"If you could get it without it being damaged, the family would be happy to pay you capable men a little extra..."
The large man responded, "Yes, you would get it in time."