Six people in the room were looking at Gu An.
Among them were those at the late-stage, mid-stage, and early-stage of Foundation Establishment.
However, the strongest among them, who was supposed to be at the late-stage of Foundation Establishment, had a strength more akin to that of the mid-stage.
In the Exile Land, these people had their Spiritual Energy burned and even now had to endure the agony of burning.
Exile was no joking matter.
Here, people would be tormented out of shape.
Making any reckless move could ignite one's Spiritual Energy.
Therefore, unless necessary, many would choose not to act personally.
Naturally, it was best to let subordinates take action.
Feng He was such a subordinate.
Regrettably, after his entry, he dared not think about making a move again.
His cultivation was at mid-stage Foundation Establishment, with little recovery in strength.
"Junior Brother is joking." Feng He immediately explained:
"I'm just worried..."
