Ling Feng rode the Red-eyed White Tiger, while Yuwen Xiangyu and Tang Fengxiao rode the White Leopard. The three of them weaved through the forest, heading to the predetermined rendezvous point.
Along the way, Ling Feng looked at Yuwen Xiangyu and Tang Fengxiao with a faint, knowing smile. He could tell—within just a few short days, a subtle affection seemed to have blossomed between the two.
However, Ling Feng had no issue with this development. Despite Yuwen Xiangyu's spoiled demeanor, her intrinsic nature was kind. If she and Tang Fengxiao truly ended up together, it would certainly be a favorable union for both the Tang Family and the Supernatural Organization.
Meanwhile, at the edge of Death Valley, members of the Supernatural Organization had already gathered. Each of them bore varying degrees of injuries, and their faces were weighed down with solemn expressions.
