Master, Are We Still Going to Jungle?

"Retreat!"

The moment the man with the croaky voice saw Feng Jianwu, he no longer hesitated and immediately gave the order.

The others looked unwillingly at the middle-aged man whose life and death were unknown. In an instant, they disappeared into the night.

"Master, are you alright?"

Feng Jianwu waited for them to leave before she quickly walked toward Ye Feng to ask about the situation.

Ye Feng smiled at her. "I'm fine. Looks like they're quite afraid of you."

He was extremely surprised. Not only did these people recognize Feng Jianwu at a glance, but they also retreated without hesitation. It seemed that they were very afraid of Feng Jianwu's family.

This instantly gave him a deeper understanding of Feng Jianwu's family.

It seemed that the Fuuma clan was much stronger than he had imagined.

He was only slightly surprised. He did not have time to ask for details. It was more important to save them first.