'Srak ... Srak ...'
Tang Fen Wei, who was cultivated, was disturbed by the sound around him. He thought it was just the sound of the bushes in the wind to produce the sound.
He did not realize that someone was staring at him from a distance that only separated a few meters. That person was none other than Xu Yuan, crossing his legs on a large rock.
Xu Yuan raised his hand, letting the soft wind play over his hand to form a thin strand of air. He intended to disturb Tang Fen Wei with the thin strands of air.
He took a few leaves from the ground and then flew them. The strands of the air swung some of the leaves he had just picked up, and then he controlled the strands of air to fly around Tang Fen Wei.
Tang Fen Wei frowned in surprise when he felt something strange happen to him as if someone was disturbing his cultivation.
He opened his eyes angrily, mixed with annoyance, "Who dares to bother me!?" he shouted.
