The four martial artists looked at Luo Feng with gratitude in their eyes. If Luo Feng hadn't intervened to rescue them in time, they might not have survived.
Luo Feng remained calm, shaking his head, "Disciples of the Demon Sect are joint enemies of the domain of our hundred nations. It was my duty to save you, so do not mention it. We've met by chance, and since I'm about to leave, names are unnecessary."
Having learned that a large number of Blood Demon Sect experts were pursuing him, he was reluctant to linger in the area.
"Are you leaving?"
The delicate woman heard Luo Feng's words, lightly pursing her red lips, her face a bit troubled as if she wanted to speak but remained silent.
Luo Feng discerned her thoughts. The desert was now thoroughly sealed off by disciples of the Demon Sect. Although their target was him, given the Demon Sect's ways, any young man under twenty in the desert would be in danger.
