The martial arts competition at Mount Tai had concluded, and Long Fei had overwhelmingly demonstrated his strength against the various factions.
The disciples of each house did not descend the mountain but stayed overnight on the mountain, preparing to heed Long Fei's orders to enter the Secret Realm.
Of course, the most important thing was that Long Fei had Bald Dog arrange for wild buffalo meat.
This kind of Demonic Beast meat had only been eaten by members of the Dragon Group.
Fifty-year-old Moutai, foreign red wine, champagne, and whiskey were plentiful for the drinking—who would not take advantage of a good deal?
Shen Feng sat with Long Fei, toasted him, and said farewell, "Brother Long Fei, I am at ease with you as the Alliance Hierarch. I will clarify everything with the higher-ups. Yan'er and I must bid farewell to everyone, hoping that the next time we meet, we can still sit together and drink."
Lin Yingying frowned and asked, "Where are you going?"