Feng Lin smiled and shrugged his shoulders as he leaned against Meng Changsheng's wheelchair armrest, "Second Master, do you recognize this person?"
"I don't."
Meng Changsheng gently shook his head.
"This person is very strong, the boss of the Black Gate, and his people."
Feng Lin glanced at Shengong Temple's Qiu Hui.
"Isn't the Black Gate serving the Jiuyou Realm?"
Sikong Jin asked from the side.
"The Black Gate is undercover, precisely following Xue Zizai's orders."
Feng Lin explained.
"I see."
Sikong Jin nodded slightly, uninterested in such matters, and even less inclined to go back to playing games, so he stood up and said, "I'm going to rest."
"There's one more act...never mind, you all go rest."
Feng Lin was still uncertain when Long Tian'ao would seek revenge; they couldn't just stay here indefinitely.
In the end, Feng Lin, with Chi Qiaoqiao, went to Sikong Jin's room to remove makeup.
He also put her large bow on her head.