"Who are you people?"
General Ming's voice no longer carried the arrogance he first started with.
No, there was hesitation now even a flicker of uncertainty.
Ace, standing tall and exuding an air of casual confidence, was prepared to answer.
His mind had already crafted something vague yet mysterious—something that would leave the general questioning everything while revealing absolutely nothing.
But before he could even open his mouth—
Liu Mei, without hesitation, took a step forward.
"We're traveling cultivators," she declared. "And I'm the strongest disciple he's trained so far."
"So far?" Shan Yifeng muttered under his breath, already exhausted.
Ace slowly turned his head to stare at Liu Mei. His expression plain, his carefully constructed words had shattered before they ever saw daylight.
There was no hesitation in her eyes.
Just pure, unshakable confidence in the nonsense she had just uttered.
