The moment he threw his punch, Ling Chen clearly felt a touch feedback from his fist, as if it struck something, yet it was light and lacked force. To protect Mr. Yun's safety, Ling Chen dared not strike rashly and had to stay put, lest the magician should attack again.
Seconds and minutes passed by, the sound of the subway gradually faded, and the smog in the sewer also began to dissipate.
Ling Chen looked intently and saw a piece of discarded clothing on the ground.
So that's how it is!
Ling Chen nodded inwardly, that punch just now must have hit the clothing. Unexpectedly, the magician had some skill, using the tactic of Golden Cicada to dodge his attack. Unfortunately, had that punch hit its target, the opponent would have been dealt with.
Ling Chen was very confident in his current fighting abilities.
Seeing that the magician didn't appear after a long time, Ling Chen gestured to Mr. Yun behind him, signaling him to leave through the iron gate.
