Xiao Qiang had just finished speaking but continued to move forward, charging directly towards Li Suifeng.
"The wind has risen." Faced with Xiao Qiang, Li Suifeng had calmed down this time. A gentle breeze was turning lightly in front of him, brushing past the tips of his hair and slicing across his body!
"This Li Suifeng also has his mysteries. I used to think of him as nothing more than an annoying fly, but it seems I have underestimated him. Interesting, truly interesting!" Under Xiao Qiang's keen spiritual sense, everything about Li Suifeng was transparent to him.
The breeze appeared to dance between his ears and hair, but in reality, it had already passed through his body!
"Drifting with the wind in the night, the name 'Li Suifeng' truly fits!" Xiao Qiang threw a punch, but it merely shattered an illusion.
