"Youngster, where do you think you're running off to?"
The stout elder was still chasing after Ye Xiaofei, determined not to give up until he caught him.
"That's about enough."
Ye Xiaofei stopped, glanced at the stout elder, and said indifferently.
"Haha."
The stout elder threw back his head and laughed, reached out to grab his hair, and suddenly, a human skin mask was peeled off, revealing Xu Hu's face.
He looked at Ye Xiaofei delightedly and said lightly, "How's that, Xiao Fei, my acting was pretty good, wasn't it?"
"So-so. I think I'm missing out not being an actor, honestly. The way I rolled on the ground the moment you used that palm strike—how lifelike was that!"
Ye Xiaofei burst into laughter. He had to admit that he was truly happy this time. Actually, this stout old man was all part of Ye Xiaofei's prior plan.
