Feng Yan walked around the corpses on the ground and walked slowly towards the center of the pool, stepping on the convex rocks in the water. His eyes were locked fiercely on the altar in the middle of the pool, and finally settled on a man wearing golden armor. As if sensing something, the man slowly opened his eyes, raised his head, and faced Feng Yan's suddenly dilated pupils, with a slight curl in the corner of his mouth.
Feng Yanfei stepped forward, held his back and legs, and quickly picked him up.
"Let's go home"
The person in his arms leaned inwards and curved the corners of his mouth.
"Okay."