"Sigh, resorting to wrecking things? How rude."
Ye Qingzhou sensed the same bloodline inheritance within the opponent's body, similar to Xu Yuebing and Xu Yunxi, as well as the invisible Sword Qi secret technique demonstrated in the earlier attack. He deduced that this person must be from the Xu Family.
After a moment of flickering gaze, Ye Qingzhou's expression remained unchanged. He placed his right hand on the black railing of the balcony and leaped directly from the second floor.
He then started walking on the wind, his body like a wild goose, chasing after the middle-aged man's silhouette.
Both of them moved as fast as fleeting light, racing forward like wind chasing lightning, not even bothering to hide their tracks.
Yet, even so, the passersby on the road didn't notice anyone brushing past them; at most, they felt a strange great wind whistling by.
Turning their heads or shifting their gaze, they found no one there.
