After having suffered from the situation, Wang had a feeling he couldn't completely grasp it.
This was also some kind of realization, to attain intent, he had to do more than just have good comprehension. It seemed like
He had managed to open the door towards intent. Luck was a factor, but its value could not make a powerhouse.
Only those that utilize it correctly could be capable of obtaining benefits.
Just past midnight, Wang could see the carriage reaching the village.
At this time, he still had yet to get the thunder on his body surface under control, but he could ve said to be almost there.
Ruruo's voice reached him, and he could tell she was worried.
[Husband, what happened to you?]
On the surface, of Wang's body, one could see occasional lightning arcs. The clothes he had on were burnt to leave behind numerous scorch marks.
