"Huh? Aren't you the grandson of the Peng family?" The man's eyebrows raised in surprise. Before Peng Ze could respond, he turned his head and shouted, "Hey! Over here! The boy from the Peng family is over here!"
As soon as the words fell, a chaotic clatter of footsteps ensued, and soon a group of tall, burly men appeared in front of Peng Ze.
Peng Ze tried hard to calm himself down. All these men in front of him were People of Country Fei, speaking the Fei language, and Peng Ze was uncertain about their identities.
"Who exactly are you?!" Peng Ze asked sharply in Fei language.
"Oh ho! This Peng family kid might be scrawny, but he's quite gutsy!" The leader laughed, looking at Peng Ze with a hint of admiration in his eyes.
"Boy, don't be afraid! We are allies of your grandpa!"
Peng Ze was taken aback, "Allies?"
"That's right! We are from the Doufei Clan!" The man's voice was loud, his square face exuding safety and reliability.
