C1217 Please Help Me!

"Who could it be?" Feng Zhentian eyed Zhuge Loong's enigmatic grin and pressed him with urgency.

"It's got to be you. Who else could make it out alive from such a throng? Forget about me; my current level of cultivation is inadequate, and my combat strength just doesn't cut it. I'm out of the question. Feng Pu, you've been grooming him to be a shield from the start