Chapter Eighteen: The Old Man in the Embroidered Robe

  The fleet finally set off slowly after a long wait.

  A round wheel rolled over the hard bluestone, making a strange noise.

  The vehicle was pulled by a creature similar to horses on Earth, but it was about twice as strong as a horse. Sharp teeth proved that they were also carnivores. On the top of their heads, there was a single horn emitting a dark glow, about half a foot long. A ray of sunlight shone on it, adding a touch of wild beauty to it.

  The vehicle was made of special materials and the people inside did not feel the bumps outside.

  The lush green trees outside the window are constantly receding.

  Liu Feng asked in a low voice: "We should have left the 'Sun Never Sets' city range, right?"

  Mo Fei nodded and said: "En, we're out. In another half a day, we can enter the Beastman Prairie."

  "The Beastman Prairie..."

  Liu Feng's fingers were crossed, and he muttered under his breath.

  "Let's take out the map and have a look."

  Bei Faren hastily pulled out a scroll from his bosom and handed it over.

  Liu Feng unrolled the scroll and placed it on his legs, carefully pulling it open.

  Looking at the intersecting lines on the map, Liu Feng pointed to one of the red lines, "Is this our route?"

  He looked up and nodded slightly.

  Liu Feng's gaze followed the red line and continued to move forward...

  This route is actually not long and was not the only one used by Joaquin's merchant group. In the past, many merchant groups had already traveled back and forth on this route countless times.

  A very ordinary route, nothing out of the ordinary was found.

  But Liu Feng felt a faint sense of unease in his heart...

  "Why am I uneasy? Have I forgotten something?"

  With a low sigh in his heart, Liu Feng once again focused his attention on the map.

  Fingers follow the red line, gently stroking.

  Suddenly, his fingers paused and stopped.

  Liu Feng tilted his head and looked at this place with a slanted gaze.

  Here is the translation:

  This is where the convoy passes through the Beastman Great Prairie, the only route.

  Her eyebrows gradually furrowed, and her fingers heavily tapped this place.

  "Could it be that this uneasy feeling is because of this place?" Liu Feng's heart was somewhat uncertain. "Forget it, I'll just be more careful."

  Didn't you also see Liu Feng's actions? He carefully asked: "What's wrong there?"

  Liu Feng bitterly smiled and said, "I'm not very clear either, it's just a hunch, telling me that something will indeed happen there."

  For Liu Fei's vague answer, Mo Fei could only helplessly spread his hands.

  The fleet continued on its way, and there were no extra waves on the road, everything was very calm.

  Three mercenary troops, after all, were brave warriors who survived the most brutal battlefield. They had a clear division of labor, tacit cooperation, and silent action. Their eyes were like hawks hovering in the sky, scanning back and forth.

  Liu Feng silently praised in his heart.

  "What a formidable mercenary group! Although their individual strength is not high, when they work together, they are not afraid of any strong opponent below the sixth rank."

  "I wonder what kind of people those three squad leaders are, I really want to see them for myself."

  Liu Feng's idea was soon realized.

  The two wheels of the sun in the sky ended a day's work and lazily descended, disappearing at the line where the sky and earth intersect.

  The sky suddenly darkened, but was soon illuminated by two silver moons rising on the other side.

  The team did not continue to move at night, because anyone with a little common sense knows that in the wild, it is best not to move around at night. At night, ferocious beasts are most likely to appear.

  Liu Feng slightly adjusted his clothes, exchanged a few words with the three people, lifted the car curtain and walked out.

  Just now, someone came over and notified us that the person in charge was asked to go to the main tent to discuss some matters.

  Among the four of them, Ken is not around, so the only one who can take charge is Liu Feng.

  Looking before him, at the bright large tent, Liu Feng's divine sense swept lightly and discovered three strong auras with a hint of bloodthirstiness, presumably those were the three leaders of the mercenary groups. But why was there another aura that was extremely obscure?

  Her eyebrows slightly furrowed, then returned to normal, she lifted the curtain and walked in quietly.

  The tent was extremely bright inside, making Liu Feng's eyes narrow slightly as he entered.

  Her eyes swept over them lightly, taking in everyone inside the tent at a glance.

  At the very top, an old man in a Chinese robe, with a smile all over his face, must be the master of this time's Huajin Chamber of Commerce.

  Three big men sat in a row on the lower seats.

  Seeing someone coming in, the four of them stopped talking and turned their eyes towards Liu Feng.

  Liu Feng quietly took another step forward.

  Three strands of intense bloody aura burst forth in a web-like shape, compressing the space in front of him into a brief pause.

  The breath carried a bloody smell that was almost palpable, enough to scare an ordinary person half to death and make them lose control of their bladder.

  Liu Feng's heart also slightly stagnated, an eighth-stage strongman, he wasn't someone he hadn't seen before.

  But there really isn't anyone who can compare with their ferocious aura.

  But this degree of breath pressure was useless against him.

  With a slight shake of his head, he ignored the three powerful auras and slowly walked to an empty chair at the bottom, sat down, and slightly lowered his eyelids.

  Looking at him, Liu Feng seemed nonchalant, but the four people inside the tent changed their expressions, and then quickly returned to normal.

  The old man in the upper robe laughed first: "Brother, are you the master of the 'Scorching Mercenary Group'?"

  Liu Feng nodded slightly.

  "Heh heh, young brother, I wonder if Colonel Kens is doing well? Last time he helped me escort a convoy, and I haven't even thanked him in person yet." The old man in the magnificent robe had a smile on his face, but was actually shocked. What kind of strength did this kid have? He actually ignored the three fierce auras, who knows where Kens found this guy?"

  According to his identity, how could he be familiar with the captain of an ordinary mercenary group? These were just words to win Liu Feng's favor.

  Liu Feng smiled slightly and said calmly: "Captain, I was injured a bit and can't go on the mission, so I called you to replace me."

  "Oh, I see. Hehe, little brother, I am Hua An from the Huajin Chamber of Commerce." Hua An smiled and nodded his head in self-introduction.

  "Liu Feng, a nobody." Liu Feng said calmly, as if he was talking about some passerby.

  Hua An slightly despised him in his heart, and smiled: "Liu Feng brothers, these three are the leaders of the other three mercenary groups hired by this merchant group."

  "Haha, little brother, not bad. I am the leader of the Blood Mercenary Group, Blood Wolf." The big man in front patted his chest and laughed loudly, his eyes burning with intensity as he looked at Liu Feng.

  "Baogang, the leader of the Baolan Mercenary Group, Liu brothers, I'll be counting on your guidance in the future." The burly man with a scarred face in the middle raised his hand and stared at him with the same gaze.

  "Kill him, the leader of the dead prisoners." The big man at the bottom said coldly, but in the depths of his eyes, there was still a thread of fiery heat that jumped with reluctance.

  Liu Fei nodded slightly, seeing the fiery gaze in the eyes of the three people clearly, and understood that they were itching for a fight because he had single-handedly resisted their combined pressure just now.

  "A silent curse in her heart: 'Three mentally ill people, one look and they're obviously losers.'"