"Chloe, are you listening? I'm asking you a question," said a middle-aged man.
The cold beauty already seated inside the principles office with the other four distinctive characters. But her mind was occupied with something, no, someone at the moment. That someone could exchange blow with her without breaking a sweat, though she indeed managed to make him bleed.
What baffled her was that he could content with her while being a Soul Realm cultivator. A feat that could make a lot of people in Mabia skeptical. Who would believe such a thing happened.
"Chloe!" the middle-aged man slapped his desk.
The loud contact woke Chloe from her contemplation. She then looked at the principal and asked, "What is it?"
The middle-aged man sighed, "I'm asking you if you are content with participating the Crown, the opponent would be none other than your old home."
