Try Running?

The call lasted over a dozen minutes.

After Three Blades Lin hung up, he turned and flew back to Lake Kanas.

Up in the air, he saw the group of people having a grill session.

There was another fire started beside the grill rack, and Chen Jingzhou was seated beside it, baking a huge meter-long fish that he skewered on his S-grade alloy longsword.

"Tut, tut."

Three Blades Lin could not help chuckling as he landed. "The higher-ups intend for you people to train yourself a little when they told you to cross the wildlands towards the Tantra Secret Realm, but you people turned this dangerous journey to a picnic."

Nearby, Cheng Dongfeng was squatting beside the lake and washing a red bass over a meter long.

An S-grade alloy dagger in hand, he was scaling, gutting and dicing the fish… and he done it masterfully and in a single breath.

The title of Wildlands Master Cheng was not undeserved.