Ji Chuan looked as if he'd seen a ghost in broad daylight, staring at the enormous Gungun.
When he regained his composure, his expression was exceedingly odd.
To use Lei Jun's words, it was an expression of pure, unadulterated exasperation—the kind that made one feel like their very manhood was under siege.
Unlike those Yushan Temple disciples who were ignorant of Yuan Mobai's background, Ji Chuan, for a fleeting moment, truly believed that Yuan Mobai and his disciple were standing before him.
However, he soon realized that although the enormous Gungun before him had intelligent and sharp eyes, it had not yet fully awakened its spiritual wisdom.
This definitely couldn't be Yuan Mobai.
Even so, Ji Chuan was overcome by a sensation so awkward it felt like his insides were about to burst from the sheer ridiculousness.
