Zuotian Liehua was appalled and stunned. Her beautiful face was filled with disbelief.
Is this the useless Yao Ji?
When did he become so powerful?
Was he acting in the past?
Zuotian Liehua couldn't remain calm. She couldn't believe what was happening.
"Me? I'm Yao Ji, the real Yao Ji," Wang Teng replied calmly. It was hard to imagine that he was lying from his sincere expression.
Zuotian Liehua took a deep breath. The truth was right in front of her, so she had to believe it. She forced herself to regain her composure and asked, "What did you do to me?"
"Nothing. I just asked you some questions."
"You used spiritual illusion on me!" Zuotian Liehua was flabbergasted.
"It isn't that profound of a skill. It's just spiritual illusion." Wang Teng snorted.
"You!" Zuotian Liehua felt that she was humiliated. The spiritual illusion that she was extremely proud of was nothing to Wang Teng.
