Chapter 131: The Fate of a Wooden Sword (2/2)

Hearing Wang Anfeng's reason for wanting to go out, Wu Changqing couldn't help but laugh and cry, yet he felt that this was indeed something that would trouble Wang Anfeng. Next to him, Hong Luoyu rolled his eyes, his face full of disdain as he said:

"Kid, you must have lost your mind."

"With the speed you just showed, one or two silver pieces?"

"Pah, even if it were a hundred silver pieces' worth of a jade hairpin, it'd be smashed to pieces. Look for some damn..."

Wang Anfeng opened his mouth, a defeated look appearing on his face. He then turned back to the man who, despite having no hands or feet, could nevertheless soar into the air. He had neither seen nor heard of such Qinggong techniques before, and curiosity got the better of him as he wondered:

"Er... I haven't asked yet, this senior is..."

Hong Luoyu gave a sly smile, lifted his chin with a touch of arrogance, and said: