Ling Feng acknowledged with a "Oh" and didn't ask further questions.
After gathering, everyone organized their backpacks and then headed deeper into the dense jungle.
Although he was here to fish in troubled waters, Ling Feng remained vigilant and continuously scanned the surroundings with his Divine Sense to prevent any unexpected situations.
He didn't care much about the lives of the Americans, but instinctively felt that since he had accepted their benefits, he should at least do something in return.
He couldn't just ignore people's lives for gold; he couldn't do such a thing.
The tropical rainforest was extremely dense, and there were no roads, so everyone's progress was very slow, covering only about two kilometers in an hour.
As Ling Feng walked, he occasionally looked up at the sky, thinking that if they kept at this pace, they would find the location when it was already dark, and would probably need to find a place to camp.
