Fu Qian didn't stop for a moment as he moved through the ruins.
He was already familiar with this route he'd taken twice before, and he was even clear about the locations where monsters would ambush him.
He encountered almost no obstacles along the way, and he soon reached the blood pool at the center.
From a distance, he could already see Feng Yunhong shaping something in the recess.
Moving his facial muscles, Fu Qian quickly stepped forward, and the next moment, his pupils suddenly dilated.
"Feng... Director Yunhong?"
It took a full ten seconds before the wax-like Feng Yunhong finally showed some movement.
Drawing a long breath, as if he had just woken from a dream, Feng Yunhong slowly opened his eyes and looked at Fu Qian.
"Who are you? This place is very dangerous."
"You're Director Feng, right?"
Fu Qian did not answer his question, but continued with a look of surprise.
"I knew you were alright! I've finally found you!"
"You know me?"