At last, Li Qidao got tired of listening and simply shoved the wine jug into his embrace. Grabbing the old man's shoulder with one hand, he stepped through the air with inner Qi, soaring directly up a hundred or a thousand zhang, even reaching several thousand zhang.
The old man seemed to have been waiting for this moment, not scared at all, only laughing heartily, saying how exhilarating it was.
What a visual spectacle!
Li Qidao, provoked, scoffed at the old man's great appetite, "Try and keep it up," and with a step forward, leaning into his stride, he moved with the speed of thunder and instantly disappeared from sight.
Wang Anfeng watched in awe and ultimately, since they weren't far from Liangzhou City, discussed with the people from Divine Martial Mansion. They decided to go ahead using their Qinggong, while the Divine Martial Mansion would catch up and meet at an inn they had talked about in the city.
