Fang Cheng took a seat.
Lu Wei's beautiful eyes sized him up, and she spoke with a languid expression, "I hear you killed the Island Lord of Mist Island in front of a group of Inner Sect Disciples."
Fang Cheng gave a wry smile, surprised. "Has word of this matter already reached the Elder's ears so quickly?"
Lu Wei shot him a charmingly coquettish glare and smiled. "An Outer Disciple crossing realms to slay a Life Talisman Loose Cultivator... that's a major event that would cause a sensation in any sect. Even the Inner Sect Elders have heard of your name by now!"
Her voice was crisp and pleasant, tinged with a mature charm that was captivating to the ear.
"I didn't expect your cultivation to advance so quickly after not seeing you for so long."
