The end of the world is approaching, I'm handing myself over to the country.

Coincidentally, no fool would believe that.

Chen Feng had no idea what this guy was up to.

He didn't know why this guy approached him.

But Chen Feng knew that if he wanted to understand some things...

This is an opportunity.

Chen Feng nodded: "Okay."

His voice was calm, devoid of any emotion.

Sun Miao and the others instantly understood Chen Feng's intention: the greater the danger, the closer they were to the truth.

Chen Feng looked at Sun Miao and the others.

"You all go and rest."

His gaze lingered on each of his teammates' faces for a moment.

"I'll keep watch tonight."

Sun Miao opened his mouth as if to say something, but ultimately remained silent.

After spending these few days together, he also figured out Chen Feng's temperament.

Everything revolves around the mission, and his decisions are not easily changed.

Li Yuanguang, Liu Chao, and Sun Miao exchanged glances.

They knew that Chen Feng was the strongest among them.

The spiritual power of the Four Seals is sufficient to deal with most unexpected situations.

Especially now, with an unstable factor around us.

No one said anything more, and everyone went to find a place to rest.

However, none of them dared to sleep too soundly.

The building has returned to calm.

The only sounds were the occasional whistling of the wind and the boy's soft breathing.

Chen Feng did not close his eyes.

He leaned against the wall, seemingly resting with his eyes closed.

But his spiritual power was like an invisible net, enveloping the entire building.

The boy was not asleep either.

He turned his head and his gaze fell on Chen Feng.

His eyes held a hint of curiosity, and a subtle, almost imperceptible, curiosity.

The night was dark.

Inside the building, only Chen Feng and the boy were present, and neither of them spoke.

An invisible tension permeated the air.

"Hehehe." The young man looked Chen Feng up and down and suddenly chuckled.

Chen Feng was extremely sensitive; the slightest sound would make him tense up: "What are you laughing at?"

The boy waved his hand: "It's nothing, I just thought of some interesting things."

Chen Feng didn't believe his nonsense; these guys' eyes were on him the whole time.

His smile was definitely directed at himself.

And there must be another reason!

The boy suddenly spoke up: "You really don't need to be so wary of me."

His voice was soft, with a husky quality unique to the night.

Chen Feng did not respond.

The boy continued speaking to himself.

"I told you, I meant no harm, that's true, I never lie."

Chen Feng slightly raised his eyelids, but did not look at the boy opposite him.

My gaze fell upon the pitch-black night outside the building.

The young man chuckled and sat up straight. "Don't you think we're destined to be together?"

The boy's voice held a hint of playfulness.

Before Chen Feng could even answer, the boy continued, "In this vast sea of ​​people, we've met. Do you know what the chances are of two complete strangers meeting?"

Chen Feng ignored him, but he wasn't angry.

The answer is definitely yes.

"Through countless miles of wandering, those destined to meet will eventually meet."

Beside him, Sun Miao stood up and gave the boy a strange look: "You wouldn't happen to be... you know, would you?"

The tone, the environment, the atmosphere...

If he didn't intervene soon, Sun Miao felt that this guy was about to confess his feelings to the captain.

He's already thought of names for the child.

"Ha ha ha ha."

Upon hearing this, the young man quickly laughed and waved his hand, "Haha, of course not, I'm a real man."

Sun Miao stroked his chin with his fingers and nodded: "You're a man, I can't deny that."

"But whether it's pure or not is debatable."

"But our captain is indeed outstanding, so it's understandable if you really like him."

Chen Feng frowned slightly as he glanced at Sun Miao, who quickly leaned back and closed her eyes.

Seeing this, Chen Feng turned his head and looked directly at the boy.

There was not a ripple in his eyes.

"Who exactly are you?"

Chen Feng's voice was deep.

The boy's smile faded, and he looked up at Chen Feng. He didn't answer immediately, but instead asked a question.

"Who do you think I am?"

......

the other side.

Not far from Chen Feng.

An old man and a child are brewing tea around a stove in a lavishly decorated little room.

The place was brightly lit.

It was completely different from the surrounding darkness.

However, from the outside, you can't see anyone there at all.

There was only endless darkness there.

The old man poured himself a cup of tea.

I slowly took a sip.

As soon as the tea enters the mouth, its warm aroma instantly spreads throughout the oral cavity, carrying the fragrance of earth and the crispness of grass and trees.

He gently pursed his lips, savoring the sweetness and lingering aftertaste of the tea on his tongue.

"Good tea."

The boy, however, was eating a lollipop, which was spinning in his mouth.

The sweetness spread throughout the entire mouth.

His clear eyes were now staring curiously at the old man, a look of confusion in them.

He suddenly took out a lollipop and looked at the old man curiously.

"Grandpa, that guy is clearly up to no good, aren't you going to do anything about it?"

The child's voice was childish, yet straightforward and undisguised.

His eyebrows furrowed slightly, like a little adult puzzled by the inaction.

The old man slowly took a sip of tea.

He lightly touched the teacup to his lips, took another sip, and the movement was slow and gentle.

He did not immediately respond to the child's question, but simply placed the teacup back on the table.

"Why should I care?"

The old man's voice was soft, carrying a sense of inner peace, as if all the turmoil in the world had nothing to do with him.

The child pouted.

His lips curled down, clearly showing his dissatisfaction with the old man's answer.

He put the lollipop back in his mouth, his eyes darting around, trying to find some explanation in the old man's expression.

After a long silence, he finally spoke, albeit indistinctly.

"But isn't that guy named Chen Feng the one you've got your eye on?"

"If you're not going to do anything about it, why have we followed him this far?"

He wiped the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand, removing the remaining sugar stains, his eyes filled with confusion.

The old man smiled faintly.

The smile was faint, yet it carried a sense of detachment from worldly affairs.

He did not answer the child's question directly, but instead turned his gaze to the window.

You're wrong.

"I followed him simply because I was curious."

"What does it matter to me whether he lives or dies?"

The old man spoke calmly, as if he were talking about something completely unrelated to himself.

His gaze fell on the teacup again; the tea inside was crystal clear, reflecting his indifference.

As he spoke, the old man poured himself another cup of tea.

"Moreover, his death was already inevitable."

"As for that kid, he's just a passerby."

The child didn't quite understand. He put the lollipop in his mouth and mumbled something unclear.

"I really don't understand you adults." His voice carried a hint of complaint, and the candy made a soft chewing sound in his mouth.

He scratched his head with his finger, annoyed by the complicated thinking.

"Since we're here for the treasure, why can't we keep things simple?"

"Let's all get together and have a fair and square fight."

"Whoever wins gets to keep it, isn't that better?"

His eyes were clear, without a trace of gloom, only the pure innocence unique to children.

"Hahaha." Hearing the child's innocent words, the old man's eyes crinkled into a smile, and he burst out laughing.

The teacup in his hand trembled slightly, and a laugh came from deep in his throat, carrying a genuine joy.

The old man stroked his beard and said with a smile, "If only it were that simple."

His voice carried a hint of emotion and a touch of helplessness.

As he spoke, he leaned forward and flicked the child's nose: "But in this world, there are just too many shady little rats waiting to become the fishermen."

"And the baby hasn't even been born yet."

"We old guys will fight each other to the death."

"The moment the baby actually appears, those little mice will really get their hands on it."

The child muttered, "When will that be?"

"I've almost finished my lollipop..."