DING-LING-LING— DING-LING-LING—
Yawning, Zhao Huo, with droopy eyelids and in slippers, walked over to open the door, wondering who could be ringing the doorbell so early in the morning. As soon as he opened the door, he said grumpily, "Who are you looking for?"
"Looking for Xiao Meng."
"Oh, wait a moment."
Zhao Huo turned, took a couple of steps, then suddenly realized something was amiss. He stepped back and tried to slam the door shut!
'Six Libraries Immortal Armor'!
An Iron Hand, protected by Metallic Spirit Qi, was stuck in the door's crack. Even though Zhao Huo activated his Qi Cyclone and used 'Spirit Qi·Great Intent'—sacrificing Agility to vastly increase his strength—he only made the door squeak and groan under duress. He couldn't make the dark hand reaching in from outside retreat even a hair's breadth!
"Aiya, be careful! If I weren't a Fourth-Stage Cultivator, my hand~ would~ have~ snapped~ off~"
