My ex-girlfriend thought I was poor, so I made 100 million by betting on stones.

"Haha, I understand. I understand."

Zhuge Wen laughed and said, "In fact, let alone you, I am worried as well. Mr. Yang has eliminated He this time and protected so many young talents from hidden families. Those families have come here to ask for information. Look at the people who have come these days, hey..."

When he mentioned this, his face was full of helplessness again.

This is not his fault. After all, in addition to the people present, many people from other hidden families have arrived here these days.

Even one or two family heads came among them.

They all wanted to see River's body.

However, when they heard that He died and turned into powder, they still showed regretful expressions.

After all, they had never seen what a river looked like, but since the de facto ruler of the mountains and rivers had died at the hands of Yang Feng, they naturally couldn't help but feel excited.

When several people were talking.

Zhao Zhuwei's excited voice suddenly came from the room.

"Yang Feng is awake!!!"

This sharp sound attracted everyone present.

Everyone ran inside in surprise.

In addition to the Qin family, there are also people from several other hidden families here. They all seem to be waiting here for Yang Feng to wake up.

in the room.

Seven or eight people rushed in at once.

Zhuge Wen walked in front, checking Yang Feng's physical condition.

At this time, Yang Feng slowly opened his eyes and saw so many people gathered here.

"This is……"

Yang Feng saw many unfamiliar faces.

A man immediately spoke up and said, "Mr. Yang, I am Sun Dianjun from the Sun family. The head of the family asked me to wait for you here to thank you for protecting our family members."

"Mr. Yang, I'm from the Liu family!"

"I am from the Zhang family, I...I..."

These people started to quarrel.

The room became noisy.

Zhuge Wen stopped everyone at this time and said, "Everyone, Mr. Yang just woke up and needs quiet time. I would like to ask everyone to go out for a while. When he is fully recovered, I will let everyone talk to him."

These people were driven out by Zhuge Wen.

There were only four people left in the room.

Yang Feng felt a little quieter, and his consciousness became clearer at this time.

He saw Zhao Zhuwei and the others beside him, and then saw Zhuge Wen, and said in a weak voice: "Yes...you are the senior of the Zhuge family, right? Hello."

"Mr. Yang, you don't have to be so polite. You still need to rest now."

Zhuge Wen comforted him.

Yang Feng lay on the bed, looking at Zhao Zhuwei who was standing beside him with her eyes wide open, and asked, "How long has it been?"

"It's been over a month."

Zhao Zhuwei quickly agreed.

Yang Feng smiled and said, "It's been more than a month. How are the people in the training camp and the things that happened later?"

When he was unconscious, he hadn't seen the final ending.

Although he could guess it, he still wanted to hear it from someone in person.

Zhao Zhuwei mentioned this and said happily, "Later, Sister Murong dealt with them all and captured dozens of them alive, but some of them still escaped, and others fought to the death."

"That's right..."

"The training camp has resumed now. Some of the trainees were injured, but no one died. However, some of them were more seriously injured than you and are still in a coma."

Zhao Zhuwei said to Yang Feng.

Yang Feng nodded and said, "When I get better, I will go see them in person and help them get better."

"Hey, Senior Zhuge has seen them all, and most of them can be cured."

Zhao Zhuwei said.

Zhuge Wen also said at this time: "Mr. Yang, please rest assured. They are all fine. Although they are still in a coma, they are in good physical condition and will wake up in time."

"Um...how's the training camp going?"

"Now the Great Elder and Miss Murong are leading them in the selection. However, because most of the students were injured before, the seriously injured ones actually withdrew from the selection, so there are only about thirty people left."

Zhuge Wen continued, "Yesterday, Miss Murong came back to see you and told you about the situation inside. Now there are only twelve people left, and the selection is about to enter the final round."

"The last round is the Wall-Facing Stone, right?"

"Yes, the results should be out by then."

When Zhuge Wen said this, he showed a gratified expression and said, "Come to think of it, Miss Lu and Zhiyuan have both reached the final round. And your friend from the Qin family, whose name is Qin something, I'm sorry, I can't remember..."

“It’s my brother!”

Qin Zhiling immediately interrupted happily from behind.

She was laughing and looked proud of her brother.

Yang Feng also showed a little smile at this time, and said: "That's good, at least there is a chance. As for the end, it depends on what they can do when they face the stone wall..."

"The last round of the test is the time spent facing the wallstone. The longer the better, right?"

Qin Zhiling asked curiously.

Yang Feng smiled and said, "The secret in the Wall-Facing Stone is not that simple. Everyone's spiritual power is different, but I think maybe they will have a good result."

"I heard that Mr. Yang seemed to have used a very special illusion to defeat He in the end?"

Zhuge Wen couldn't help but ask a question at this time.

In fact, he shouldn't ask too much, after all, Yang Feng needed to rest now.

But he couldn't control himself on this matter.

Yang Feng took a deep breath and said, "It's luck."

"It seems to be consistent with the patriarch's speculation."

"Well, only he can guess it..."

Yang Feng was not surprised.

He didn't know how strong Lu Changan was, but he was definitely far superior to himself.

"I want to find an opportunity to visit the Zhuge family after my injury heals."

Yang Feng looked at Zhuge Wen.

Upon hearing this, Zhuge Wen immediately nodded and said, "Of course. It is our honor that you are willing to go. And we also want to thank you this time. If you hadn't killed He, our family would have lost many outstanding young people."

"He... maybe he's not dead."

"what?!"

Zhuge Wen immediately showed a surprised expression.

Even Zhao Zhuwei and Qin Zhiling looked at him in surprise.

Everyone saw that Yang Feng killed He with his own hands.

But how could he not die?

Yang Feng didn't explain much, and said in a gradually decreasing voice: "I'm a little tired."

As he spoke, he closed his eyes and continued to rest.

He just could feel it.

In the last moment of his coma.

Something has escaped. That familiar smell must be the river...

In fact, Yang Feng’s guess was correct.

When he just woke up, it was the Shanhe headquarters on the other side.

The underground is lit.

In an extremely bright room, there was a stone bed covered with soft blankets and quilts.

On the bed lay a man's battered body.

If someone was at the Qin family that day, they might be able to recognize this person. He was one of the leaders of Shanhe, He.

And beside him, Sima Shan was guarding him personally.

After seeing him wake up, Sima Shan nodded and said, "It seems that you have recovered a little."

At this time, He saw Sima Shan, straightened up from the bed, bowed respectfully to Sima Shan, and then said, "Master Shan."

"You haven't fully recovered yet, don't worry about it."

Sima Shan motioned for him to sit down on the bed.