Faye Mei was the type who couldn’t stand even the slightest slight—proud, temperamental, and quick to take offense. The moment she heard Leon Huang’s words, she snapped.
"Little thief, die!"
As soon as she finished speaking, Faye Mei raised her hand and struck out with her palm.
The two were barely a few meters apart, and with a Martial Saint’s speed—fast as lightning—Faye Mei was certain that her palm would leave this little thief half-dead.
But in the next instant, her expression froze.
Her palm strike did hit the little thief, but instead of coughing blood and flying backward, he turned into a wisp of smoke and vanished.
And not just that—the whole environment shifted, transforming into an endless, boundless forest.
"You think you can hurt me, old hag? Not a chance!"
Leon Huang’s voice echoed from every direction. Faye Mei couldn’t lock onto his position at all, and at the same time, she realized she’d probably fallen into some kind of array.
Still, she didn’t take it too seriously.
"Tsk tsk, big talk for an old hag. Come catch me if you can."
Hearing 'old hag' again nearly made Faye Mei's lungs explode. She snapped back coldly, "Just you wait, little thief! Once I break your crappy array, I’ll make you pay!"
Outside the array, Leon Huang watched this scene and secretly clicked his tongue. This old hag’s temper was nasty, but her strength was no joke—she was probably even stronger than Hannah Han.
With a flicker, Leon Huang moved to the corner of the living room. He waved his hand and canceled a concealment array, revealing Snow Yue’s figure.
Leon Huang pointed to a spot not far away. Faye Mei was darting around in a tiny zone, unleashing powerful palm strikes, but each time her palm force left her by a foot, it was sucked away by the void and vanished without a trace.
Seeing Faye Mei, Snow Yue was startled and instinctively wanted to run, but Leon Huang grabbed her. "Don’t worry, she’s already trapped in my array. She can’t see you."
Hearing that, Snow Yue relaxed a lot, but then another worry surfaced. "Is your array really stable? Aunt Faye is a mid-stage Martial Saint, a total powerhouse."
Leon Huang grinned smugly. "Forget mid-stage, even late-stage Martial Saints would be trapped to death in my array."
Leon Huang teased, "Don’t believe me? Go try it yourself, Snow."
"Heh, if she still has the guts to come at me after that, I’ll be impressed!" Leon Huang scoffed.
"How about a bet?" Leon Huang grinned.
Bet sealed, Leon Huang shot Snow Yue a sly grin. "Snow, sit back and enjoy the show!"