"Hey, hey, hey! What are you guys doing?"
The Taoist priests in front of her were stepping on the roof tiles, flying back and forth, seemingly at ease. Liu Lingyu couldn't help but widen her eyes, picking up a steel chair and hurling it straight at the old man who almost crushed the roof tiles.
"Inhale— Inhale— Inhale—"
But the adept priest pushed against the chair with both arms, using the force to propel himself higher in mid-air, cartwheeling to the ground, widening his nostrils and opening his mouth, inhaling madly.
An old man, landing on all fours, looked like a giant spider or a vacuum cleaner. No matter how you looked at it, there was an indescribable strangeness and sleaziness to him.
Liu Lingyu's brow twitched slightly, completely clueless about what madness the Taoist priests were up to.
