"Step aside immediately, or don't blame me for being rude," Ye Heng walked up to Anna's side, his hand making a sweeping gesture.
Paul and the others just felt a cold breeze brush past their shoulders.
The main target of the breeze was Anna who was blocking the way; the cold wind lifted her brown hair on her forehead, cooled her cheeks, and a strong force bumped into her shoulders, pushing her two steps backward.
Retreating two steps, still on the premise that she managed to stop her feet in time, the short man was very formidable, and his character even more domineering.
Within one day, she encountered two cultivators, both of middle and high level in cultivation, and both young as well. Damn it, when did China have so many cultivators.
Hmph, if it were in Europe, these people would not be allowed to be so arrogant.
Anna was left at a disadvantage, as Ye Heng had made his move very quickly, and in a moment, Anna realized that he was much stronger than her.
