Flora was already prepared.
One master appearing after another put quite a bit of pressure on her. Especially in this battle, after meeting Li Chuan, she felt a tinge of helplessness.
Once, as Chen Feng's highest combat strength, she now could only hide in the back solving some ordinary small fry.
For the sake of power.
She must take action.
Flora had found out that the Inferior Demon, having devoured the commander, needed some time to digest before it could fight again, so she returned to the Abyss.
There was no hindrance beside Chen Feng; this was the best opportunity.
Everything was ready.
Flora walked towards Chen Feng's residence, but the closer she got, the more nervous she felt. As a Master of Fist who could tear apart an Earth Dragon with his bare hands, her palms were sweating. No words could describe her current state of mind.
Her delicate figure was getting closer.
