Nangong Wumeng's face flushed in an instant.
In the blink of an eye, he increased the distance.
The Qinggong of the Yin Yang Reincarnation Sect, known throughout the Martial World, was performed with utmost skill.
Nangong Wumeng hid behind a large rock, his face flushed as he shouted loudly: "Don't ambush, don't scare people suddenly, General, I, I'm just, just, yes, yes, I'm just waking you up, that's all!"
Nangong Wumeng was startled and because of such a reaction felt it was too shameful for a woman of the Martial World, his cheeks were even redder, filled with embarrassment and anger.
He turned and punched the rock.
Crack.
The broken stones fell, yet the inside was clear and clean.
Lei Laomeng squeezed over in a flash, dumbfounded: "Ah??"
"Is it jade from the Western Regions? Or a type of jadeite?"
"What the heck?"
"Sis, this, this is..."
"How about you dig again? No, just once, once is enough."
