Ren Feifan turned around, his thick brows as sharp as swords, and with a sweep of his dark eyes, he nodded and said,
"Rise, leave me a contact for each of you, and then rush to the Holy Gate in Capital City immediately. Later, I will send you a photo. Once you're in Capital City, use any means necessary to keep an eye out for the person in that photo!"
"Yes, Holy One!"
"Yes, Holy One!"
Everyone left except for one person who remained.
Ren Feifan looked at Old Lady Feng with a frown, his displeasure evident, "They have all left, why haven't you?"
Old Lady Feng hesitated for a few seconds before still pulling out three photos from her pocket and handing them to Ren Feifan.
"Holy One, I feel you would be interested in this news!"
"Oh? What news?"
Ren Feifan took the three photos from Old Lady Feng with curiosity, not believing she had any important news for him.
But as his gaze fell on the photos, he realized he was wrong, his eyes widening in shock!