A gust of wind swept through the room, flipping Lv Suhua, who was in the midst of cursing, onto the ground.
The strong wind brushed past Ma Tao and Jin Xiaolan, causing them to stagger backward several steps.
Although the wind did not harm them, the oppressive feeling was intense, making their hearts tremble.
Ling Piaomu and Gu Xiyue, standing not far away, were also swept by the wind, causing their long hair and clothing corners to whirl fiercely in the air before falling back down.
The overwhelming pressure sent a chill down Ling Piaomu's spine, and after the wind passed, she whispered to herself, "So strong."
If the wind had hit her instead of Lv Suhua, she feared she too would have been flipped onto the ground.
Just the thought of it made Ling Piaomu's heart fill with residual fear.
It wasn't until now that Ling Piaomu truly believed Gu Xiyue's words about Gu Zhiqi's high combat power.
"Creak!" The door to the room opened.
