His eyes glued to the direction Shi Mu had gone off, his eyebrows bunched together in the middle. In the deepest recesses of his pupils, a single stroke of ignobility flitted through.
The elegant youth cupped his hands before his chest and started to make a series of hand signs while muttering an unintelligible and esoteric incantation. As he did, a flash of bright white light started to flare from his body…
Whoosh!
The elegant youth had turned into a streak of white light catapulted towards the direction where Shi Mu had left, forming a single white arc of light in the sky before disappearing completely.
Lu Jing recovered from his stupor a brief while later with a howl and an enraged stomp of his foot before turning into a ball of green light giving chase to the same direction Shi Mu had taken off.
…..
Far in the jungle, on the air above it.
