Let's talk about Qin Feiyang again.
Along the way, his eyes sparkled with contemplation.
After about a few dozen breaths.
Suddenly.
His pupils contracted, swiftly concealing his presence, and he dived into the sea below.
Before long.
Dozens of figures majestically passed overhead.
The leader was precisely that white-haired old man!
After the group had gone far away, Qin Feiyang emerged from the sea, standing mid-air, gazing at the white-haired old man's back with flickering eyes.
Then.
He turned and dashed away.
Shortly.
He arrived again above that stretch of beach.
"Why did you come back here?"
The people on the beach stared at Qin Feiyang in confusion.
Swish!
Qin Feiyang landed in front of a young man, cupping his hands with a smile, "Brother, I'd like to ask you a question."
The young man, thinking Qin Feiyang intended to harm him, appeared quite tense, but upon hearing it was a query, he immediately relaxed.
"What question?"
The young man asked.
