"Is that Phoebe?" That was the first name that came to Himmel Soan's mind. He couldn't think of anybody else.
Ordinary people would have been torn apart by the storm. Being a cultivator, Phoebe might be able to withstand the lightning for a while. However, he didn't think she was capable enough to go inside a cyclone.
That woman had dived into the sea, suggesting that she was an excellent swimmer, which fit Phoebe's characteristics as well.
"Phoebe!" Himmel Soan spoke to his earphones.
Phoebe soon replied, "Yes, Patriarch. How may I help?"
"What are you doing in the middle of the ocean? Didn't I send you out on a rescue mission? Be on your way!"
"What? Patriarch, I don't understand. I'm not in the middle of the ocean. I'm in Grassia; I'm helping them with the flood!"
"What? You're in Grassia?"
Grassia was half a world away.
"Yes, Patriarch. I'm nowhere near an ocean. Did you mistake one of my brothers for me?"
