The woman's face was incredibly beautiful and peerlessly charming; a single frown or smile from her could ensnare any man's soul.
Ji Wuming had a fondness for beautiful women.
However, when you turned around and found the face of a beautiful woman merely an inch from your own, a deep chill washed over you. That was how Ji Wuming felt now. Her smile, which wasn't quite a smile, was especially terrifying.
Ji Wuming's hands and feet went cold, but he dared not retreat. Forcing himself to remain calm, he asked, "Who... who are you?"
He was at the half-step Golden Core Realm. With this level of cultivation, he would be considered a master not just on Earth, but even on the Moon. Yet, he hadn't sensed the woman's presence in the slightest.
What does this mean? It means her cultivation and strength are far above my own.
"What are you doing skulking around here?" the woman asked, cocking her head. The corners of her lips curved slightly in what could have been a laugh or a sneer.
