Shenyan's eyes revealed a hint of gratitude. Although he expressed allegiance to Ling Feng, it didn't mean he wasn't angry inside, especially since Liu Wuyun held him in high esteem. Now that Ling Feng allowed him to bury Liu Wuyun, this offered a bit of solace to Shenyan.
The group led by Ling Feng entered the city, and Jiete's face showed a mix of emotions. Just days ago, they fled from Blood-roar Castle like dogs with their tails between their legs, yet now they could swagger back in.
"All of this is thanks to Big Brother Ling!" Jiete looked at Ling Feng's back view ahead, feeling a surge of admiration.
Ling Feng stepped into Blood-roar Castle, discovering its bustling prosperity. The wide streets were lined with shops, and hawking voices rose incessantly.
"It's indeed flourishing here!" Ling Feng mumbled quietly.
Situ walked beside Ling Feng, chuckling lightly as he said, "Sir, do you think our Blood-roar Castle shouldn't look so peaceful?"
