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One day, I might really kick the bucket, no telling when, and I only hope that day comes later rather than sooner. Of course, Feng Yi doesn't want to die if he can help it.
So, with that in mind, Feng Yi strode towards the old man's position. As he walked, he kept an eye and ear out in all directions, not forgetting to observe his surroundings and the old man's reactions, for you can infer a person's strength from their responses.
Just as he expected, when he approached, the old man's ears twitched ever so slightly. Feng Yi paused mid-step, his heart skipping a beat, and stopped, realizing there was more to this than met the eye.
Indeed, the old man was no ordinary individual, able to detect even the ghost-like sounds Feng Yi made. Seeing this made Feng Yi extra cautious. After all, in such a desolate wilderness, encountering a mysteriously skilled person like this warranted vigilance. He prepared himself to act at a moment's notice.
