"Where is he?!"
"Damn! Did he escape?!"
The crowd surrounding them was instantly dumbfounded, looking at the empty spot with bewildered glances.
Meanwhile, Fang Qingyu's true form had already appeared near the exit of the training ground.
Without pausing for a moment, he continued straight outside.
Behind him, Jiang Wei's small figure seemed almost prophetic, mimicking his Body Technique in an instant, her little legs keeping pace, now right beside him.
Fang Qingyu didn't even glance, simply reaching out his hand naturally.
Jiang Wei seamlessly slipped her small hand into his warm palm.
Their two figures, one big and one small, quickly disappeared through the exit under countless astonished, regretful, and amused gazes from within the training ground.
Leaving behind only a chaotic "battlefield."
And a veiled Banmeng, Kuang Lan, and Nine Abyss overwhelmed by the enthusiastic crowd with 'faces of utter despair.'
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