"Alright, see? I'm indeed a spell cultivator. Are you satisfied now?" Ling Chuxi blew on her fingers and said impatiently.
Silence, a deathly silence. A moment later, a burst of laughter rang out in the martial arts practice field, and everyone looked at the Zheng family head with eyes full of ridicule.
Master Zheng's old face turned green and red before it finally turned darker than the bottom of a pot.
Humiliation, this was a blatant humiliation! What was even more depressing was that this humiliation was brought on by him. What did he mean by asking for humiliation? he was asking for humiliation!
Everyone could see that although Ling Chuxi was only at the late stage of the monarch level, no matter how weak her magic was, it could not be weak to this extent. By doing so, she was clearly taunting the Zheng family head. Who asked the Zheng family members to bring hatred to Ling Chuxi one by one? this could also be considered as a small revenge by Ling Chuxi.
