"Pei Yuhang?!"
Hearing the clear, youthful voice behind her, Fan Ya spun around in alarm. She stared intently at the white-robed figure holding her sister, her red lips trembling and her voice filled with disbelief.
She tried to sense the Cultivation of the handsome, white-robed youth before her, but he seemed like an ordinary mortal, revealing no aura whatsoever.
But this person had just destroyed the Array she had laid with the speed of lightning. How could he possibly be an ordinary person?
"But how is this possible!"
"Your foundation should be terrible! When the Holy Daughter brought you back, you had only just begun Qi Cultivation... In just a few short months, how could you possibly have surpassed me?!"
Even with Fan Ya's cunning and composure, she was now in a state of panic.
The only reason she had been able to calmly watch her sister interact with Pei Yuhang was her belief that she could easily suppress the handsome but weak youth.
But now...
