Inside the basement of the villa, where Li Yuan was practicing spear technique, the voice of Fang Hai suddenly echoed in his mind.
In an instant, the myriad spear shadows dissipated.
"It's finally time to leave," Li Yuan glanced at the battered martial arts room.
Even though it had been reinforced repeatedly,
it should have been able to withstand sparring and fighting by top grade origin martial artists by all reason. However, under the day-after-day spear technique practice, it was still severely damaged by Li Yuan.
Yet thinking of leaving this place, Li Yuan still felt a tinge of reluctance in his heart.
"This martial arts room is where I spent the most time practicing and stayed the longest," Li Yuan sighed softly, waving his hand to put away the weapon: "Let's go."
People must always look forward and move on.
Whoosh!
With a movement, Li Yuan drifted out of the villa like a gust of wind.
It was quietly outside, the early summer morning was not too hot.
