Therefore, this middle-aged man has to do this.

"Brother Feng, how do I feel that he is a bit mysterious?"

Long Haoxuan touched his neck, walked to Lu Feng and muttered.

"No, that's not the case."

Lu Feng stood with his hands behind his back and looked at the back of the middle-aged man, a meaningful look flashed deep in his eyes.

"Why isn't this the case?"

"I feel like he talks and acts like a lunatic."

"Crying and begging while holding a knife, it's not the body of his boss."

Long Haoxuan curled his lips, but still looked unconvinced.

Lu Feng smiled slowly and said, "Just imagine if we parted ways now."

"Twenty years from now, how will it feel when you look at what I once had?"

After Lu Feng said these words, Long Haoxuan's eyes suddenly widened.

He couldn't help but think of that scene, and suddenly felt sour in his heart.

"We, we won't..."

Long Haoxuan glared at Lu Feng and gritted his teeth.

"No."

"But things are unpredictable, who can predict?"

"I didn't expect that when I returned with glory, Xueyu would be captured by thieves."

Lu Feng sighed softly, with a look of helplessness on his face.

Long Haoxuan's eyes widened, and that picture appeared in his mind involuntarily.

Perhaps twenty years later, the legend belonging to their Fengxuan Alliance will eventually become a thing of the past.

At that time, recalling the past events must have been quite emotional!
Chapter completed!