Lin Bei saw that Tang Ling had already walked some distance away. He then stretched out his hand and clenched it into a fist. He made a punching motion towards Tang Ling's back. Lin Bei did not dare to really hit Tang Ling because he knew that he could not beat Tang Ling.
Therefore, he pretended to make a downward punching motion in order to dispel the resentment in his chest.
However, at this moment, Tang Ling suddenly turned around, and Lin Bei's hand happened to fall from the air. It was very obvious that it was aimed in Tang Ling's direction.
Lin Bei did not expect Tang Ling to suddenly turn around, and he was shocked. His hand froze in the air, and he forgot to put it down. He also forgot to take it back.
"What? You want to hit me?" Tang Ling looked at his hand in mid-air and raised his eyebrows. "Do you want to spar?"
As Tang Ling said this, he walked back to Lin Bei.
