Indescribable Things

Feng Fan strolled leisurely along the cobblestone streets of Cloudveil, whistling a cheerful tune.

'Happiness comes from the little things in life. Robbing my enemies clean is definitely one of those,' he thought with a smirk.

Before long, he reached the inn, but just as he was about to step inside, he spotted Elder Peng standing near the entrance, his face etched with impatience. 

Behind the elder, Xue Qiang and Huang Xue stood quietly, their gazes fixed on Feng Fan with a mix of curiosity and intrigue.

"Little rascal, where have you been?" Elder Peng asked, his tone carrying a hint of suspicion.

Feng Fan put on an apologetic expression. "Sorry, Elder Peng. I was catching up with some friends. Is the pocket dimension opening soon?"

"Oh? Were these friends of yours, by any chance, the ones who helped invade the Huang and Wen family manors?" Elder Peng's eyes narrowed slightly.