Yu Fei pointed a finger at the ceiling and slurred, "I didn't see you then, but I can feel where people are. Or not people… other small animals or insects work too. See…"
"In that crack in the beam, there's a little bug. I don't know what kind, but it's there…"
Ye Shuping glanced up. His terrifying Perception as a Martial Saint naturally confirmed it, but a newly advanced Inner Qi practitioner should be nowhere near this sharp. The kid was truly gifted.
"Here, have another cup."
Yu Fei dazedly took the teacup and downed it in one gulp. Instantly, his vision swam with a whirlwind of images, the world spun, and he collapsed toward the table.
Ye Shuping reached out to steady him, guiding Yu Fei to float over to the wooden couch and land flat on his back.
He poured himself another cup, slowly savoring it and reminiscing about the past.
