The Tower Spirit's voice was also full of surprise, "It shouldn't be like this. You didn't commit any heinous crime, so why did you draw such a terrifying thunder punishment?"
"Who do I ask if you're asking me!"
Lu Chuan looked at the lightning that resembled apocalyptic thunder punishment and felt his liver and gallbladder about to split, a sense of fatal crisis rising in his heart.
He had a premonition that if this bolt of lightning struck him, he would be instantly reduced to ashes, with no chance of survival.
"Is Heaven intending to take a life for a life? Well, at least Sister Yun's life is saved. If I die under this thunder punishment, it can only be considered bad luck."
Lu Chuan let out a bitter laugh, truly at a loss as to how to deal with this terrifying thunder punishment.
"Do you intend to sit here and wait for death?" the Tower Spirit's voice rang out again.
