The Pinion Spirit Clan's Army Was Attacking the City!

"Grand Elder, you don't have to do this…"

Lin Feng shook his head. The previous elder had already bowed formally to him. He did not expect the dignified Grand Elder, an advanced Voidwalker, to actually bow deeply to him. This surprised him a little.

"No, Mr. Lin, you deserve this bow! Perhaps Mr. Lin doesn't know that by saving Mo Jing, you're actually saving the entire Mo Clan. When Mo Jing went to the Great Light City to purchase things, it was our only hope. Only by forging that top-notch supreme treasure can we have a chance of resisting the Pinion Spirit Clan. Otherwise, everything will be for naught," the Grand Elder said in a low voice.

It could also be considered an explanation. It made Lin Feng understand how much he had done by saving Mo Jing.

No wonder the Third Elder was so excited previously, and so was the First Elder now.

"Grand Elder, are you confident in forging that top-notch supreme treasure?" Lin Feng asked.