Wang Anfeng didn't know what had happened behind him, just as the master from One-Leaf Pavilion hadn't expected to brush past his obsession here.
The youth was following closely behind Baili Feng.
Having been vigorously trained under that master's hand, after encountering Qingfeng Edge's party, Baili Feng was wailing miserably as he finally advanced to a Ninth Rank Martial Artist a month prior, his Qi Sea brimming, and his fist and palm strength capable of wrestling lions and tigers.
With Wang Anfeng's previous Qinggong, it might not have been possible to hide from Baili Feng, but now he had switched to the cultivation technique of the Divine Thieves Sect, the agility of his movements was incomparable to before.
During this period, he ran unknown distances every night.
