"You are still harping about the issue of rights at this moment?"
Hearing He Meng's explanations, Luo Qinghan's expression became even colder, and with a flicker of her body, she sprang forward like a banshee, appearing in an instant not far from the girl in the pink dress riding the flying demon, while silver light enveloped her and gave off a freezing aura.
"You … you have attained the late Primal Core stage?"
He Meng now saw the silver light enveloping Luo Qinghan's body, and her expression changed completely, shock and incomprehension showing on her face.
If she recalled correctly: Luo Qinghan was only twenty-two years old. Had she already attained the late Primal Core stage and become a silver Primal Core adept?
Even the man that He Meng adored, the one who was supposed to have even greater martial talent than Luo Qinghan, had only attained the late Primal Core stage when he was twenty-five years old...
