Sun Zhe held his breath and only descended into a primeval forest after flying out of Huangsha Town into Northern Myanmar territory.
"Puh—!"
As soon as he landed, he put down the soft body he was holding and staggered to the side to lean against a tree and vomit blood.
Liu Bingyue stood quietly nearby, gently brushing her hair with her jade-like fingers. Her alluring gaze was captivating as she chuckled, "You've improved quite a bit. To face Elder Wu head-on and still hold on till now is something."
Sun Zhe stood straight, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his hand, and said while looking at her, "Speaking of which, that old woman's palm technique is a lot like yours."
Liu Bingyue replied, "That's because she taught me."
"I see."
Sun Zhe said no more and sat cross-legged on the ground. After consuming an elixir, he began to circulate his energy to heal his injuries.
