After entering the city, he said goodbye to Han Feng. He knew that Han Feng would definitely invite others to make difficulties for him, so it was useless for him to stay here. It was better to stay away from him.
After entering the city, Han Feng went straight to the main hall of the Holy City Governor's mansion. He had to see Saint Zi Xiao as soon as possible. At least, he had to find the deacon to ask about the trace of Saint Zi Xiao.
When Han Feng arrived at the main hall, he saw several tall and straight figures floating above the hall. When Han Feng noticed them, their eyes naturally fell on Han Feng. His eyes, which looked like a wolf looking down at his prey, made Han Feng shudder.
"Experts!" Han Feng muttered in his heart as he looked at the silvery-white sacred city's imprints
