When the two arrived at the Immortal Palace, everything was familiar. Feng Lin and Ye Yourong walked through the high-altitude clouds together.

After reaching the depths, there were only two people here.

They are Lu Yan and Yang Xiuyuan respectively, and the others are not here.

The two were playing chess, and at this time they had reached the endgame.

"Hello, senior."

Feng Lin bowed his hands respectfully.

"Haha, now that you call me senior, I feel like you are mocking me. Do I really dare to bear this title?"

Lu Yan smiled and glanced at Feng Lin, "A big shot who can fight with sublimated masters, what kind of person is I?"

"Senior is an honorific title."

Feng Lin came over and sat on the stone bench nearby, "I'm here to inquire about something this time."

"explain."

Lu Yan's eyes fell on the chess game again.

"Senior, do you know about the White Cloak organization nearby?"

Feng Lin pointed in the direction of Sun Zhizhi's ruins, "I went there today and found that it was destroyed."

"Oh? Does it have something to do with the shock the day before yesterday?"

Yang Xiuyuan suddenly asked.

"Shocked? It should be that the leader Sun Zhizhi is a good friend of mine."

Feng Lin said with some worry, no matter what, the two of them have gone through difficulties together.
Chapter completed!