A cold glint of light flashed. The Pill Immortal Alliance disciple's hand froze in mid-air. Wang Meng glanced impassively at Wu Yuan, who was hiding inside, then slowly walked out of the Pill Immortal Alliance headquarters.
For someone like Zhan Yingluo, Wang Meng would show some deference. But as for anyone else, if they truly thought Master Wang was good-tempered, he welcomed their provocations. It saved him from being too bored.
The Pill Immortal Alliance disciple remained rigidly frozen. Only after Wang Meng had left did he topple over. The Pill Immortal Alliance immediately erupted into chaos.
Wang Meng stood at the entrance to the Pill Immortal Alliance, gazing at the sky. 'It's about time I stretched my muscles a bit.'
By the time he returned to the Bai Family estate, night had fallen. He passed by Zhan Yingluo's quarters, which were brightly lit. Wang Meng didn't go in. Whatever tricks she had up her sleeve, he would be ready for them.
