Mulan Qingqing, who was holding the amulet and waiting for a message, was stunned. The reply she had long been brewing to send was met with a response so simple it caught her completely off guard, casual almost to the point of arrogance, neglecting to consider her entirely. It was so concise it almost shook her.
Just four short words, yet they seemingly petrified her.
Yes, that was the sensation, a feeling of being intimidated, and she wasn't sure if it was just her imagination.
Previously unaware of what kind of man Wang Sheng was, this interaction made her start to take him seriously. As the skirmish unfolded, she gradually formed an impression of the man, which the brevity of those four words only underscored. She felt that this Wang Sheng was truly different.
He was unlike the people from Yuanjian Palace before her, unlike the disciples of her Su Yuan Sect, both above and below, and unlike any of the sect disciples she had encountered in the past.
