The man who suddenly appeared gave Xia Liuqing quite a fright. He said with a sheepish laugh:
"Ahem, I'm getting old, senior. Please don't scare me. My poor heart can't quite take it."
His hand froze in midair, his smile stiffened on his face, and his bright pupils contracted slightly.
"This man has no presence either..."
The foreigner had no presence, first because the Six Treasury Immortal Thief gave him extraordinarily precise control over his body, and second because of the special skills he had acquired through years of military service and wilderness survival. But what about Lu You?
Nothing else to it-just an overwhelming difference in strength.
To the three of them, there was nothing where the old Daoist stood, only a mass of Qi.
Vast as a sea of mist, towering as mountains.
Barren's expression shifted unpredictably too.
The Six Treasury Immortal Thief allowed him to sense the slightest changes in the energy around him, so he understood better than the other two just what sort of being currently had an arm around his shoulders.
"The supreme sun...?"
The overwhelming sense of danger made him grin.
This feeling was quite nice.
Feng Baobao scratched her twin ponytails and looked in puzzlement at the three tense men, then glanced around, preparing to run. Here, she had become the disadvantaged one instead.
She lay flat on the ground, scuttled rapidly like an American cockroach, and climbed a tree to watch how things unfolded.
Although she wanted to retreat too, some strange gaze remained locked on her.
No running. Run and you'll get a beating.
Sensing something amiss, Feng Baobao scratched her head and could only stay in the tree, waiting for the fight below to end.
"I really can't beat him."
That gaze naturally came from Lu You.
Feng Baobao