"And here I was, wondering who it could be!"
"Turns out, it's just a Junior Cultivator..."
To the sound of a teasing female voice, a woman emerged from the thick fog. She was dressed in a dark ramie robe, stood eighteen feet tall, and had delicate features. She first sized up Lü Zhong with her single eye, and upon sensing the aura of thunder and fire on him, an expression of disgust instinctively appeared on her face.
"Aiya, and a practitioner of a Thunder Skill, no less..."
"It's just that this Thunder Skill... well, it seems your cultivation of it isn't up to snuff. To be precise... uh, have you even started? Right, in a small place like this, how could anyone cultivate a true Thunder Skill anyway."
