"No, I was just a bit curious, that's all. It's nothing; everyone, let's drink!"
Zhou Feng shook his head; the matters here were hard to explain, so he could only dodge with a few words. Then he immediately relaxed and joined the group in drinking.
The night passed without talk, and the next day Zhou Feng deliberately slept in until the sun was high in the sky. He then soothed the Drilling Sky Skill within the Eye of Mang Sea, checked on some aspects of old Lan, and left the Zhenwu Sacred Mountain!
As for the offhand remark he made last night to Zhuo Qinghui about waiting outside the south gate early, that was purely nonsense.
Such a demoness like Zhuo Qinghui; though Zhou Feng wasn't too worried about her Dream Luo Flower scent, who could guarantee she had no other tricks up her sleeve? Once his identity was exposed, probably the first person wanting to kill Zhou Feng would be Zhuo Qinghui.
