"Old Wang, take care. If I still have time after I'm done, I'll definitely come find you for a drink."
Wang Zheng nodded and cupped his fists, "Farewell!"
However, just as he turned around, suddenly there was a sound slicing through the air behind him, sending chills down his spine.
But before Wang Zheng could react, with a bang, his vision went black, and he collapsed to the ground.
Mo Wuji and the others stared wide-eyed at Qin Yi, who had knocked Wang Zheng out.
Qin Yi slowly withdrew his hand, smiling, "Old Wang, I'm sorry. Although as the saying goes, 'the viewer receives a share,' I can give you a part, but I can't share it with others. Just have a good rest. By the time you wake up... the flowers will have wilted. Hehe..."
"Qin Yi, what are you doing?" Bai Jingqing asked in confusion. Wang Zheng had taken good care of them along the way, so she couldn't understand why Qin Yi knocked him out.
