Ling Feng and Feiyan were both taken aback, exchanging a glance.
The group of black-clad people consisted of men and women, seven in total.
As they approached, the leader, a man with a goatee, squinted his eyes at them: "From Lingjian Mountain?"
"That's right, and you are?"
Judging by their attire, Ling Feng immediately knew they weren't disciples of Lingjian Mountain.
Because there, everyone wore white clothes.
The black-clad man smiled: "We are from Paradise Island."
Upon hearing this, Ling Feng turned to look at Feiyan.
He had no idea there was a Paradise Island here.
Feiyan, however, didn't seem surprised, she just nodded: "So it's fellow Daoists."
"I didn't expect to meet fellow Daoists here, quite a surprise."
The black-clad man smiled, stroking his goatee: "Lingjian Mountain is so far from here, it's impressive you made the journey."
"Paradise Island isn't close either. Why have so many of you come?" Feiyan asked.
"Oh no, we're just here to relax!"
