Had he really succeeded?
Yao Ruoxian wanted to believe that he had succeeded, but as he swung the perfectly intact wooden spear in his hands, he didn’t feel anything out of the ordinary.
Some things you just couldn’t lie to yourself. With the wooden spear over his shoulder, Yao Ruoxian held his chin with his hand and thought deeply for a moment, when he suddenly faintly heard the sound of rushing wind from afar. Without wasting a second, he hastily left and hid himself.
Very soon, a shadow rushed over under the night sky and landed right on the spot where the stone mountain had been reduced to a plateau; the dust still hadn’t settled yet.
The person that came was none other than Miao Yi.
