Feng Lin switched the main interface to the camera covering their location.
The gazes of the two merely surveyed the surroundings.
Upon hearing a noise, they quickly evacuated, vanishing from the camera's view.
"That is to say, the True Human Clan organization also came this time."
Feng Lin narrowed his eyes slightly.
He had a clear idea why these people had come.
No one would travel a great distance just to watch a spectacle.
They were here, no doubt, to take something for themselves, to reap the benefits of the fishermen's labor.
The treasures of the Seventh Sect Leader and the Eighth Sect Leader.
Or perhaps the treasures of the first few Sect Leaders.
This naturally included the Divine Pupil.
Otherwise, Liu Nian would probably not have taken action.
Suddenly, Feng Lin saw a white-haired old man appear in the living room.
He had long hair and wore a very ordinary suit.
"He appeared from inside the living room; there must be a secret passage," Feng Lin murmured softly.