A cultivator!
Pew!
The moment the gun with the silencer sounded, a bullet was shot from the muzzle.
It was directed at the back of the head of the man who was sitting on the sofa whom Bai Chen thought was Wang Chengye.
Of course, the person sitting there was not Wang Chengye, but Wang Cheng Yong!
Wang Cheng Yong did not seem to be alarmed, even though he’d asked ‘Who’s there?’ right when he heard the door open. He did not seem to care. He did not turn to look.
Thud!
Suddenly, a sound rang out. It was not very loud, but loud enough for Wang Cheng Yong to give a start, jump up from his seat, and turn back.
Bai Chen’s eyes widened. He was standing in the air slightly above the floor with the help of his stargazing walker technique.
The reason why he was surprised was that the noise just now had come with green spirit qi that deflected his bullet back. That was why it had made that sound!
‘The spirit qi of a cultivator!’