Wang Siyuan's gaze sharpened. Before he even managed to utter a word, Meng Qi's sleeves flapped vigorously! Meng Qi's palms were like a saber thrusting at Wang Siyuan with blinding speed, channeling powers that summoned bolts of purple lightning with tremendous force and destruction!
Is he serious?! Wang Siyuan could hardly believe that Su Meng had indeed struck his palm at him. Based on his divination and his grasp of Su Meng's temperament, Wang Siyuan had truly not expected this.
There were no signs that warned Wang Siyuan of Meng Qi's sudden assault, nor were there any variations in his emotions, not even in the aura that radiated when he channeled his powers. And he attacked with such hastiness?
