"Brother Sun." Lu Yuan tentatively asked.
At this time, Sun Siwen's demeanor was somewhat off as he kept muttering under his breath, "Nonsense, nonsense, how could there be such immortal beings in this world. Flying high and burrowing deep, cleaving mountains and splitting rivers, truly ignorant and foolish, to believe in such absurdities."
Well, Mr. Sun seemed to be a bit shaken at this moment.
Seeing this, Lu Yuan could only shake his head, take a sip of wine, and think to himself.
Unlike the countryside landlords who were only amazed by the fascinating stories and never probing into their authenticity.
As someone who had practiced martial arts and made some achievements, Lu Yuan had no doubt about the various amazing things that martial arts could achieve.
But if you made him believe that martial arts could accomplish things like flying and burrowing, cleaving mountains and splitting rivers, it would be a bit insulting to his intelligence.
