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"Ge Wei, what's wrong?" Shandela looked at her.
"Hmm... I just sensed a mysteriously strong presence," Ge Wei scanned her surroundings, "but now it's gone."
"Strong? How strong? Stronger than you and me?"
Ge Wei gave Shandela a serious look, "You are a master-level warrior, naturally strong. But the kind I'm talking about... it can't be measured in ranks."
"Then how should it be evaluated?" Shandela said dismissively. The status of a master-level warrior was something to take pride in no matter who possessed it—it was not a self-proclaimed title. To achieve this status, one had to not only be recognized unanimously by predecessors but also pass through a series of severe trials to be granted the honor. She always believed that the less there were rules for comparison, the less credible the origins were.
Ge Wei shook her head, avoiding the question, "… The odds are I perceived it wrong; such a person shouldn't be appearing on the streets of Magnificent Castle."
