C347 Mortals

Chen Feng stood up and scratched his head. Initially, he wanted to turn around and leave.

After that, he knitted his brows in a playful manner and stood up. His body cast a shadow on the ground. His eyelids were lowered as he looked at the Great Dao Stage warrior who was lying on the ground. It was the old man, Uncle Ghost.

"Let me help you finish the first sentence..