There were also people who liked bamboo groves, or people who were simply passing by.
But they couldn't see him, so Bing Feng naturally had no reason to mind their presence.
Clearly, the person in front of him was different.
He didn't look like someone who liked bamboo groves, nor like someone who was just passing by.
He seemed like...
Bing Feng's expression darkened.
Someone who'd come looking for trouble.
He was a very young human.
Older than a human child.
In human terms, he was a boy.
Bing Feng had seen plenty of them.
But none had ever been like this one, with such a gloomy expression and such obvious malice in the upturned corners of his mouth as he stared at him.
He didn't have time to be surprised that the boy could see him.
He frowned.
Had he done something to this human before?
Why was this human looking at him with such a... vicious expression?
Before Bing Feng could think it over, the other party attacked again.
With something like a stick in his hand.
Bing Feng was furious.
Whatever the reason, this human had dared to attack him. He was practically asking to die!
"Huff, huff!"
Heavy breaths came from Bing Feng's two nostrils.
But...
His confidence gradually crumbled in the time that followed.
"Huff!"
With a cry of pain, his whole body went flying.
"Crack! Crack!"
Several bamboo stalks snapped as he crashed into them.
He landed face down.
The next second, he rolled over and got back up.
Naturally, he didn't care about those collisions.
They'd caused only a little pain.
But his expression was grim.
What was that?
His whole body tensed.
For a moment, he didn't dare attack again.
Just now, when the boy swung his stick at