Night.
Under dim lights, Lin Feng was shirtless, wearing black swimming trunks as he soaked in the pool.
Surrounding the pool were fifteen individuals.
Among them were young girls in school uniforms and elderly people with white hair, varying in age but sharing a common identity—water element therapists.
Demon spirits from the healing series are costly, and most therapists have family or faction support, lacking no financial backing.
If they want to make money, there are plenty of ways, no need to come here late at night.
Over the past two years, the Avengers Alliance has proven its record and contributions, and their sole purpose here is to express their heartfelt gratitude and admiration.
"What does the Wind God want us to do?"
The girl in the school uniform looked at Lin Feng, curiously asking.
She initially thought someone was seriously injured; otherwise, why gather so many therapists?
But now it seems that's not the case.
