「Outside the city.」
A barren wilderness dotted with jagged rocks.
BOOM!
Han Feng, with a string of people in tow, slammed heavily onto the ground.
Dust flew into the air.
He stood perfectly still, his posture erect.
But behind him, Wang Meng and the others had tumbled into a heap.
"Oof!"
"My old back!"
Wang Meng was the first to scramble to his feet.
He habitually tried to pat the dust off his body, but his hand passed right through it.
He froze completely.
Then, his eyes lit up, and he threw his arms open, lunging toward Han Feng.
"Fengzi!"
"Damn it, man! You're like a Celestial God come down to earth! You flew with us!"
Han Feng raised an eyebrow and extended a single finger.
He pressed it disdainfully against Wang Meng's brawny chest.
Wang Meng's massive frame seemed to hit something, and he stumbled back several steps.
He plopped right down on his butt.
His face was a mask of astonishment.
"I... How did I…"
"Never mind that."
Han Feng retracted his finger.
