"Hmph! I admit I'm inferior in skill. If you want to ask me questions, wait until your next life!" The elder wouldn't back down so easily.,Ling Hao's eyes narrowed, and with a flick of his finger, several gusts of wind shot out from his fingertips, vanishing into the elder's chest.,Just then, a sniper bullet whizzed past with the faintest whisper of wind.。