As soon as Old Kulu left, Yue Jinghua immediately turned over and sat up on the bed.
In the darkness, her eyes harbored not only shock but also brimming joy.
Unable to contain the thrill in her heart, she got off the bed and paced continuously within the room.
Truly inconspicuous, truly inconspicuous.
Yue Jinghua believed that the strike by Old Kulu just now, at most, exhibited less than fifty percent of his strength.
His breath as clouds, his energy as water, Old Kulu's skills could already compare to the mightiest Dark Heavenly Master Yue Jinghua had ever seen.
Compared to Qin Gang before, he was hardly worth mentioning; perhaps only Ni Huo from the Rebellion Mercenary Group was qualified to compete with Old Kulu.
Seeing Old Kulu's maneuvers, Yue Jinghua had every reason to believe that the old man had long known about the Centipede Worm on the mountain top.
