Wang Yuanxiao and his wife stood beside Yang Fei, no more than five meters away. As Yang Fei's thoughts fluctuated, the couple suddenly felt an inexplicable unease.
It seemed as if this boy was about to escape right from under their noses.
The two immediately felt ridiculous for having such a feeling.
How could it be possible?
Although this boy possessed one or two remarkable magic treasures and his combat power slightly exceeded everyone's expectations, he was ultimately just a middle-stage Core Formation cultivator.
In front of them, even if it were a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, the couple had enough confidence to crush them.
At Yang Fei's level, standing less than five meters from the couple, how could there be any chance of escape?
"Stop dawdling and quickly release my Peng'er, don't let him suffer," Bai Xumi scolded Yang Fei angrily.
Yang Fei felt extreme disgust for this woman.
