C317 He Was Referring to the Passerby

Chen Feng was sitting under an ancient golden tree with his legs crossed. He looked like an immortal god that had never been stained by dust.

He had a friendly smile on his face, and a faint voice could be heard from the outside world.

"I will be lecturing here in seven days. Anyone who wishes to listen can come here."

Chen Feng's voice sounded out in the western world.

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