The boy smacked Sol's hand and sent a kick towards his face.
Sol instinctively dodged, but then saw tears appear in the boy's eyes.
"Damn it, I said I'm not a child!"
Sol, seeing this, felt so guilty that he stopped dodging the boy's kicks and only covered his head.
The boy stumped on Sol as hard as he could, but Sol really didn't feel a thing.
'So he really doesn't have a cultivation base. But how is he flying?'
Despite Sol's actions thus far, his brain was on overtime trying to understand the situation he was in. From the looks of it, the others were still in an illusion. As for the identity of these two people, he wasn't sure, but he had his guesses.
'For now, I'll just go along with this situation.'
After a moment, the little boy stopped his assault on Sol and retreated with his chest heaving up and down.
"Have you calmed down? I said I was sorry."
Sol got up from squatting to brush off the dust that had gotten in his hair from the boy's shoes.
