Bai Chen was still taking shelter from the rain under the big tree. He had been standing here for almost half an hour, and there was no sign of the rain coming to a stop.
The air seemed to get chillier. The sky was still gloomy. Thunder could be heard from time to time.
At that moment, Bai Chen raised his head up. He could not help but look ahead.
He could see three figures walking towards him. They were clearly from different generations; there was a young man, a middle-aged man, and an old man. They were dressed in the same clothes as the two Feng village men whom he killed previously.
Without being told, Bai Chen could tell that they were from the Feng village.
Bai Chen’s facial expression turned serious for a little while when he looked at the old man. He concealed his aura very well, but it was still not well enough for Bai Chen, who possessed memories of the future.
He knew right away that the old man was at the primary foundation level!