Old Man Feng poured tea for Yang Fei, his tone extremely indifferent.
"In fact, the so-called Sacred Object is nothing but a notion."
"A group of Elders has exalted it to the heavens, but in my view, it's worthless."
"If this thing can really heal your internal injuries, then it would indeed be put to good use."
Yang Fei forced a smile.
"If only the Elders of Xuan Ying Pavilion thought like Uncle did."
"Unfortunately, not only are they overbearing, but they have also taken my friend Xiao Xuanya as a hostage, demanding that I hand over the Sacred Object."
Old Man Feng nodded, "That's why I asked you to come here."
He said and stood up, signaling Yang Fei and Feng Cai'er.
"You two, come with me!"
Yang Fei and Feng Cai'er exchanged glances.
Old Man Feng got up and walked away, so the two had no choice but to follow him.
The old man led Yang Fei and Feng Cai'er to the second floor of the left wing.
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