"Swoosh! Swoosh!"
Two chopsticks turned into sharp beams and flew out, effortlessly piercing through a century-old tree a hundred meters away that required two people to embrace.
Everyone was startled, looking towards the back of the tree.
Qin Yi wouldn't strike without reason.
"Qin Yi, what's wrong?" Yun Mengyao asked.
Qin Yi looked at the old tree and said, "Sneaky fellow, get out here."
"Such a skillful move, young man." An old voice came from behind the tree.
Jing Wuyan and others were shocked; indeed, someone was hiding behind the tree.
Qin Yi was also quite surprised, his gaze gradually became serious. From the sound of it, the other party wasn't injured, indicating the person's cultivation wasn't weak.
A hand stretched out from behind the tree, holding the two chopsticks that Qin Yi had just shot out between its fingers.
Then, the person behind the tree walked out.
He wasn't tall, had completely white hair and beard, wearing a gray long robe, looking like a teacher.
