It was getting darker as the sun was setting.
Little Yuan'er's sudden strike stunned the cultivators outside the room. They stood riveted to the ground as they stared at the young lady before them with incredulity. This was especially true for the man who wanted to test their cultivation bases earlier. He stood near the door with wide eyes like a wooden chicken. He knew Steward Zhou's strength well. Steward Zhou was in the peak Divine Court realm, and yet, he was sent flying with just a kick from the young lady? What was this?
Everyone inside and outside the room fell silent for some time. They were staring at the young lady before them with wide eyes.
Steward Zhou launched into a coughing fit as he was sprawled on the ground. As he coughed, he spat out a mouthful of fresh blood.
"Master, he's not dead yet. Can I give him another kick?" Little Yuan'er requested.
"…"
