Han Fei booked a comfortable and spacious room with a small courtyard, a lotus pond, and low-level demon plants on the Crossing.
Feng Qingcheng was listening to Feng Xingliu telling her what happened during this period of time, which was slightly exaggerated.
"He fought a perfected Star Transformation Realm cultivator and killed a late-stage Star Transformation Realm cultivator?"
Feng Qingcheng looked at Han Fei in surprise and then listened to Feng Xingliu bragging, "Actually, I'm not bad either. I fought the late-stage Star Transformation Realm cultivator for three thousand rounds. Although I was seriously injured, he wasn't much better."
Han Fei couldn't stand it anymore and said, "Yes, he's not much better, but his hands hurt."
"Pfft!"
Wushuang couldn't help but laugh. Feng Qingcheng was speechless, wondering when Feng Xingliu would stop bragging.