"Vicious winds arose around, lifting large piles of leaves, forming a tornado that enveloped Jyang Ran's entire body. From outside, Lu Chuan could no longer see Jyang Ran and immediately began to grow anxious."
"Sure enough, something's happened, but where's the person himself?"
He puzzled as he looked around, still unable to spot the enemy.
Then, Lu Chuan heard Jyang Ran's voice.
"Hey!!! Who are you, and what have I done to offend you?"
"Speak up! You've been chasing me for so long without a word, I've had enough of you! If you don't speak now, I'm going to fight you to the death!"
Jyang Ran shouted fiercely through gritted teeth.
"Did you steal a Hundred Herbs Soul Gathering Pill by any chance?"
Jyang Ran stood frozen on the spot, sinking into deep memories.
"The Hundred Herbs Soul Gathering Pill?"
"It seems there was such a thing, but I had no use for it, so I sold it."
"Is this... yours?"
