C581 Chapter 581

In the middle of the yard, Liu Wenbing’s punches started to kick up a steady gust. The hems of everyone’s clothes fluttered slightly in the breeze, and when Liu Wenmei saw it, she nodded without even thinking.

Wenbing used to throw punches with a bit of wind behind them, but nothing this obvious—more like a light breeze across your face. Now he could actually make people’s clothes move