Upon hearing the loud and authoritative voice, Ling Chen didn't immediately stop but continued to move forward.
While Fang Lan was startled, Ling Chen looked calm as usual. It was as though he didn't hear anything.
At the same time, his mouth slightly curved upward revealing a cold devilish smile on his face.
After flying for a few more seconds, he suddenly stopped.
Less than a hundred meters away from him, was a middle-aged man sitting cross-legged in the air with his eyes closed as if he was sleeping.
The man appeared to be around forty years old with a sturdy physique. His grey hair was messy like a chicken nest.
His face was smooth like a baby's butt without any scar. He didn't look overly handsome. Though he wasn't standing, one could clearly tell that he wasn't short.
"Waiting for me! Don't you think it's shameful for an old man like you to be stalking a little kid like me."
