The handsome man was utterly furious when he watched Wu Feng disappear right before his eyes.
After all, what Wu Feng had said was true.
Most of the time, simple cursing could not stir any emotion in someone. It was all meaningless drivel. But when someone exposed the sore spot beneath the surface, that was what truly cut to the heart. After all, the truth was the sharpest blade.
"Kid, I refuse to believe you can pass through this world. I've experienced this world tens of thousands of times before. The longest I lasted was only a month. How long can you stay?"
At that moment, the handsome man's expression twisted viciously.
Wu Feng opened his eyes once more and saw a familiar old face.
However, Wu Feng was surprised to see not only the so-called grandmother, but also a timid woman standing beside the food the grandmother was eating.
Wu Feng knew this woman as well. She was the mother of this body's identity.
The woman had initially worn a worried expression, but upon seeing Wu Feng, she relaxed. She clearly wanted to come over and embrace him, but when the old woman beside her shot her a sideways glance, she did not dare say anything. She merely looked at Wu Feng anxiously.
After waking up, Wu Feng spoke softly to the old woman. "Grandma, why do I feel so weak all over?"
Indeed, at that moment, not only had all of Wu Feng's cultivation been suppressed, leaving him no more than an ordinary mortal, he also felt as if he were ill, with no strength in his entire body.
The old woman merely shook her head at Wu Feng's question and said indifferently, "Your body is changing. You foolishly ate a pen, so this happened. You'll be fine