Li Jun looked at the beautiful woman before him, clad in black armor. If he could use a word to describe her, it would be heroic. She did not release any aura, but she had a commanding presence.
Any man, woman, or race with a weaker mind cannot stay too long in her presence, let alone look her in the eyes; she was the embodiment of follow me and prosper, oppose me, and perish.
'Such a beautiful woman full of charm and charisma. What a shame.'
Only Li Jun knew whether he was referring to the fact they were on opposite sides and had to kill each other or that he no longer had the chance to court her. Or maybe, both.
"I have never slaughtered a tyrant before," said Li Jun calmly, with his Proving Dao Artifact transformed into a spear resting on his shoulder and his golden armor.
"But I have suppressed countless generals," replied Di Jiaying, her eyes not containing a single ripple.
