Li Feng wiped the cold sweat off his forehead. He was truly afraid that the Purple Bamboo Marquis would be completely unyielding, which would be a disaster.
With these three months, Li Feng believed that when he returned again, as long as the Purple Bamboo Marquis didn't go all out, he still had a chance to withstand one sword from the opponent.
Anyway, he's already riddled with debts; he doesn't worry too much about more. He may not be able to do it now, but that doesn't mean he won't be able to in three months. Taking a breath, Li Feng directly stepped back onto the Bamboo Forest Avenue and then headed south.
Just moments after Li Feng left, another group of people came tracking after him.
This group all wore masks and martial attire, their bodies emanating an undisguised murderous aura.
"Commander, there are signs of battle here, and we've found a few corpses nearby."
