"Be careful on your way."
Jenny knew Feng Mountain was now a qualified Wilderness Hunter.
After all, he and Nash had just crossed the Tundra not long ago, and he frequently went hunting there.
So, while Jenny was worried about his safety on this trip, she also knew he was more than capable of handling himself.
"I know. I'll tell Alvin later that I can't make it for his welcome home drink." After speaking, Feng Mountain turned to leave the kitchen, but his feet suddenly stopped as if rooted to the spot.
His gaze fell directly on Jenny's face, a hint of confusion in his eyes.
"What's wrong?" Being stared at so intently by Feng Mountain, Jenny felt an inexplicable flutter of panic. Her cheeks flushed slightly as she asked instinctively.
