"Success!"
Fabian's triumphant laughter echoed through the misty peaks. And as he reveled in his breakthrough to the mid-stage realm of Sky 1, a group of junior disciples who had been training nearby, rushed to investigate the commotion.
"Did you feel that?" a young disciple named Elsa exclaimed, her eyes wide with wonder. "That surge of qi... it was incredible!"
As she spoke, a calculative light flashed through her eyes when thinking of the young and explosive young man they just saw. She had heard of him and seen him more than once.
'Fabian Lockhart…' She muttered inwardly, liking the name more and more. Such a person is worthy of being her MAN.
Clenching her fist, she secretly decided that he must be hers. It wasn't just her, but another cute girl who also had very calculative thoughts on Fabian. Who cares about love? Who has love ever helped?
