Pocketing Any Obtainable Advantage!

"Hades Herb?" Dong Tianleng's ears perked up. "Boss, don’t you worry. I will find you one, even if I have to go find it in Hell."

"Great, you do that."

Yun Yang cupped his palm over his fist and said aloud, "Four brothers of mine, friends, a happy meeting shall always end. Let us not forget this day no matter where we are. The martial world is vast, the world is wide. We shall meet again in the future!"

"Young Master Yun, take care!"

"Boss, take care!"

Dong Tianleng and his cohorts turned back as they walked out of the Residence of Yun together. Their last sight of Yun Yang was the man in his usual purple robes, standing in the snow, looking tall and lean while wearing a handsome smile; his elegance was extraordinary, like a beautiful portrait.

All four of the popinjays unexpectedly felt their hearts clench at the same time; they almost started weeping in sorrow.

"Boss, take care…"

Their voices were tinged with a sob.