As if a shadow following the form.
The youth dressed in blue walked ahead, his thoughts captured by the jade pendant in his hand, and even at this time, every step he took was consistently the same distance apart, as if measured by a ruler for precision, his footsteps rhythmic, revealing an extremely solid foundation in movement technique.
This should have been a praiseworthy thing.
But now, it was because of this solid foundation in movement technique that he gave the newcomer an opportunity to exploit.
The figure's movement technique was extremely agile, the noise produced was very soft, and furthermore, every time he landed, it was alongside the youth's footsteps, the faint sounds masked by Wang Anfeng's steps, like the ghostly spirits of legend, drawing closer to the youth.
When he was about three steps away from Wang Anfeng, the clouds in the sky gathered and dispersed, obscuring the bright moon.