"Where's the person?"
"Gone."
The middle-aged man floating in mid-air finished speaking with a thoughtful look, then a silver-haired young man appeared beside him, leaning in and asking, "So, did you figure out who it was?"
"No," the middle-aged man hesitated somewhat: "I somehow feel..."
"Feel what?" The silver-haired young man looked puzzled.
The middle-aged man looked at him and voiced his doubt: "The power that burst forth from the other party...It simply doesn't seem like someone who just advanced to the Ninth Rank, not to mention a Heavenly level Ninth Rank Strongman!"
The silver-haired young man exaggeratedly exclaimed, "Heavenly level? Damn, good thing I was late. If a fight had started, wouldn't my little life be at risk?"