Li Dafeng was moving swiftly through the dense forest, followed by five or six people. They were the juniors granted to him by the Seventh Prince, and he was the captain of this small team.
"Brother Li, the Prince said that the one who turns in the most Demon Cores afterwards will get a reward of five thousand Gold Pearls."
"Yes, that’s five thousand. I’ve never seen that much in my life."
A few plainly dressed youths, the oldest not more than seventeen or eighteen and the youngest just about fourteen, all born in poor families, for them, five thousand Gold Pearls was definitely a huge sum.
"By the way, Brother Li, what did the Prince want us for just now? Did he assign us so task again?"
Li Dafeng waved his hand upon hearing this, "Nothing much, just asked us to keep an eye on a fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy in white clothes, and follow him once spotted."
"That’s it?"
Several of the boys were startled, they had thought the Seventh Prince had summoned them back for sothing significant.
"A fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy in white clothes, how are we supposed to find him?"
"That’s right, not even a single distinctive feature given. Why does the Seventh Prince suddenly want us to find this person?" The team mbers were perplexed.
Li Dafeng looked around, lowered his voice, and said, "I told you, do not let this out, but it’s simple, I guess this fellow has a feud with the Seventh Prince!"
"A feud? Who dares have a feud with the Seventh Prince?" Several team mbers clearly didn’t believe it.
Li Dafeng continued, "Don’t disbelieve. Otherwise, why would the Seventh Prince suddenly ask us to find this guy? Moreover, when I saw the Prince just now, his aura was unstable, as if he just had a fight. And there were several Earth Martial Masters present. Think about it with your brains, what else could it be for?"
The team mbers gasped in shock upon hearing this, the issue was not difficult to figure out, yet they were puzzled about who could frustrate the Seventh Prince.
Could it be Xu Leiting, the Young Master of Thunder Mountain Villa?
"There’s movent ahead!"
One of the youths with sowhat sharp and delicate ears suddenly spoke up, alerting the others imdiately. This young man was their ’ear,’ the scout of the team, responsible for advance warnings. His Beast Star could send out continuous sonar waves to detect every movent around, quite a practical ability.
However, this Star had one drawback: when employing the Star Body, his vision would drastically weaken, barely able to see beyond fifteen ters.
Hearing his early warning, the whole team imdiately prepared for battle, and Li Dafeng also frowned. In the next mont, soone appeared in front of him.
"Is it a person?"
"Who cares what it is, chop them down first!"
"Right, human or not, killing isn’t forbidden here!! Perfect, he’ll deliver us so Demon Cores!!"
The n quickly forgot about their prior conversation and showed a thrilled deanor.
Leading them, Li Dafeng gave a significant look, and the team mbers tactically surrounded the source of the sound.
Lin Feng reluctantly stepped forward; he had just been preparing to check the Storage Bags he had looted, especially the one from the Seventh Prince, to see what good items were inside, but just as he touched down, he was disrupted by this group.
Lin Feng sighed with resignation, looked at the few guys eyeing him with ill intentions, "Since that’s the case, might as well handle it all together later. One, two, three, four, five, six, seven; seven people, stand still, hand over your Storage Bags."
Li Dafeng and the others were dumbfounded by his words; did this person think he was silly? Surrounded by so many of them, he dares to say such things?
"What the hell are you babbling about in your big dreams?"
"Robbing us? Kid, do you even understand the situation?"
"This kid must not have woken up yet, let test him."
A teenager about fifteen or sixteen years old walked towards Lin Feng. He was quite strong, being at the Fifth Layer of Martial Master. He sized Lin Feng up and disdainfully said, "Kid, what’s your na?"
Lin Feng calmly responded, "My na is none of your business; just hand over your Storage Bags. I don’t like to repeat myself three tis."
"Wow, which brat is this daring to demand our Storage Bags?"
The young man jeered.
"The kid is pretty bold, huh? Talking tough? Daring to demand our Storage Bags, do you know who we are? Does the Seventh Prince ring a bell? Let tell you straight, we are a small team under his command. You dare demand our Storage Bags? What now, are you scared, regretting, wanting to kneel and beg for rcy?"
The young man boasted. The na of the Seventh Prince was like a banner; once ntioned, it was supposed to scare anyone into changing color or even kneeling.
However, not only did Lin Feng not kneel and kowtow, what he said next stunned them all.
"The Seventh Prince, right? I’m aware of him, bumped into him quite recently."
The others exchanged looks, scoffing, "t him? Did the Seventh Prince also host a feast for you? Are you so kind of royal relative or what? How about we kneel and call you ’big brother’?"
Laughing aloud, a few young n burst into laughter.
Lin Feng shook his head, ignoring their laughter, and calmly said, "Nothing about being a royal relative, just snatched so items from him recently. Here I was about to check them, then I ran into you guys."
Stolen so items.
The young n’s faces showed bizarre expressions; looking at Lin Feng’s harmless deanor, they burst into laughter the next second, tears nearly escaping their eyes.
"I’m dying of laughter, this idiot, he really hasn’t woken up, has he?"
"He said he robbed the Seventh Prince? Who does he think he is?"
"Captain, didn’t you say that the Seventh Prince was looking for a boy in white clothes? Weren’t you just puzzled about why he was searching for this boy in white? Now that this idiot ntioned it, think about it, could it be because this boy in white stole sothing from the Prince?"
One person laughed heartily, yet his laughter ceased abruptly, and not just for him, but for others too. Their expressions shifted from mockery to bizarre and then to astonishnt.
"You... white clothes... fifteen years old... could it be..."
The young n stared wide-eyed at Lin Feng.
Lin Feng looked down at his white clothes, shrugged his shoulders slightly, "Oh, I didn’t expect you to catch on so quickly about this matter, seems like Yu Wen Tuo is quite efficient. Enough talk, hand over your Storage Bags swiftly, this is a robbery."
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