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Chapter 514 - 495: The Founding of the Wind God Hall!

"In my view, why not call it Mercenaries Hall, what do you guys think?" Chen Fenghuo said.

"Your mouth might as well stay shut," Diana said blandly.

"Hey hey hey, what do you mean? This is at least a recognizable name, straightforward and relatable." Chen Fenghuo chuckled.

"Were you planning to recruit more mercenaries?" Ah Xiu also shook his head, "Try not to recruit mercenaries; backstabbers are quite common."

Catherine nodded, "Don't forget what happened with the Purple Thorns. Although Feng wiped them out, if we recruit mercenaries again, we might end up with another Purple Thorns incident."

Ren Feng also piped in, "Exactly, pay attention to this aspect, especially personal qualities."

"Rest assured, we'll handle this well," Catherine said.

"How about God of Slaughter Hall?" Jiang Sen smiled, "Feng's latest nickname is God of Slaughter, right? What's his ranking now? Eighth, isn't it?"

Indeed, War God Frederick died by Ren Feng's hand, as did Ganesha, and Arbiter Sean had both arms disabled. Now Ren Feng's ranked eighth.

"I hope you can also make it to the list someday, preferably we dominate the so-called Divine Realm rankings," Ren Feng laughed heartily.

"Count on it," Ah Xiu said, full of anticipation.

In fact, Ah Xiu, Diana, and Sabre have great potential. Although they are still far from the Divine Realm, Ren Feng believes that, given time, they will surely cross into it.

"Not a great idea," K said, "The name is too aggressive and exposes us too much; after all, we're not just about fighting, right?"

"Right, you have to woo women too," Black Dragon quipped unexpectedly.

"Haha! Black Dragon's right. Why not call it Flower-Picking Hall," everyone laughed.

Tashan raised his head, also chuckling heartily.

"Let's be serious," Diana said helplessly.

Ah Xiu thought for a moment: "How about Wind God Hall? Feng's name has 'wind', and our team is called Wind Mark, so just call it Wind God Hall."

The others' eyes lit up, "Nice name, let's call it Wind God Hall."

Everyone agreed unanimously, and Ren Feng laughed, "Alright, Wind God Hall it is. As for the organization's structure and location, you can discuss and decide where to set up."

"No problem, I definitely want to give myself a loud nickname," Chen Fenghuo laughed.

Thus, the terrifying force destined to shake the world—Wind God Hall—was born today, but there's still a long way to go to reach its future status.

"What time is your flight?"

"We're leaving at noon, Feng, are you flying this afternoon?"

Ren Feng nodded with a smile, "Yes, while you guys head back to Western Europe, I'm going back to Huaxia."

"Then let's set off now."

Everyone's tickets were ready, and at the airport, Catherine's flight was about to depart.

"So, goodbye," Ren Feng said with a smile, extending his hand.

"Feng, see you next time."

Black Dragon chuckled, extending his hand, placing it on Ren Feng's.

"If anything happens, we'll notify you," Catherine smiled, placing her hand on his.

"Feng, if you want a new ringtone next time, let me know." Chen Fenghuo grinned, placing his hand on top too.

The others smiled and put their hands on as well.

"Safe travels."

Catherine and the others passed through security, as Ren Feng watched them board the plane with a smile.

The San Francisco incident finally concluded, but as Ren Feng thought of Xia Wenxue, he couldn't help but sigh inwardly, unsure how to face her now.

Rescuing Xia Qingshan and Tang Jiujiu was easy, but reviving them was impossible; his True Qi couldn't purify what plagued them, making their deaths inevitable.

Ren Feng stood there, deep in thought.

"Excuse me, excuse me, oh!"

A crisp sound rang out, and Ren Feng suddenly felt a force hit his back.

Turning around, he saw a young woman fall to the ground, rubbing her head painfully.

This young woman was from Huaxia, wearing a chic trench coat over a white sweater top and denim jeans—a stylish ensemble.

She had an impressive figure, at least on par with Lu Duo'Er, whose figure was explosive.

Moreover, this young woman seemed pretty, wearing sunglasses and a hat that revealed only a sharp chin, suggesting she could be a beauty.

Seeing a beauty, Ren Feng felt cheered and was about to help her up when the girl suddenly snapped, "Hey, what are you doing? How do you walk? Can't you see?"

Ren Feng chuckled, "Sorry, I don't have eyes on the back of my head, didn't see you heading straight for me."

"What did you say?"

The young woman stood up, and Ren Feng involuntarily glanced at her bosom in mild surprise, my goodness, she was quite buxom, her chest moving with her anger.

Definitely an E-cup.

Along with her exquisite figure, if she had a pretty face too, she'd be a super beauty.

"Do you talk like that?" Although wearing sunglasses, Ren Feng could sense her anger under them.

"I'm just saying how it is; wasn't it you who came charging at me?"

"You! It's clearly you without eyes who ran into me. You owe me an apology!" she demanded angrily, her voice crisp.

"Apologize?" Ren Feng was puzzled, "Shouldn't you apologize to me? Never seen a girl argue nonsensically like you."

"You!" The girl was furious, "Don't you know who I am?"

"I don't, nor do I want to, what does it matter to me who you are?" Ren Feng smiled, showing his clean white teeth—though he liked beauties, it didn't mean he'd cater to one with such a temperament.

Just like if someone wanted to hit you, you wouldn't offer yourself for a beating, even if she was a woman.

"I'm..." She was about to blurt out in anger but suppressed her words, glaring at Ren Feng.

"What, your name something disreputable?" Ren Feng chuckled, "Wouldn't happen to be a wanted criminal, would you?"

With Ren Feng's provocation, Mo Yuqi felt like exploding, she'd never encountered such a man before. Then her phone rang.