The Martial Arts Seventh Layer expert who had spoken was tall and thin. A sharp glint flashed in his eyes, revealing him to be an extremely shrewd man. It was this shrewdness that led him to notice Zhaang Ye's departure and order him to stop.
Zhaang Ye sneered, completely ignoring the man's command as he pushed his Cloud Stepping Technique to its limit.
The tall, thin Martial Artist's gaze turned cold as he shouted, "Kid, I told you to stop, and you dare try to run! Your Body Technique is just a measly Mid-Level Body Technique. Do you really think you can get away?"
As he spoke, his figure blurred and shot forward like an arrow. He was using an Advanced Body Technique, and his speed easily broke the sound barrier. Zhaang Ye had only covered a couple of miles before the man overtook him.
The tall, thin Martial Artist landed in front of Zhaang Ye, his withered right hand reaching out to grab him. "Kid, come back with me nice and easy! If you behave, I might even let you live."
