"Hmm?"
Master Wuji suddenly showed such a terrifying look in his eyes, causing Wen Luo to feel a sudden chill all over her body.
She quickly said, "Master Wuji, Junior Brother Sikong just wanted to warn you not to offend the eighth-grade Battle Body genius of the Qianwang Holy Tower, nothing else has happened."
Then, Wen Luo quickly recounted in detail how she encountered the golden-robed man.
She emphasized heavily, "Besides, Junior Brother Sikong was just guessing. It's not certain that the person is from the Qianwang Holy Tower, and the so-called eighth-grade Battle Body is merely Junior Brother Sikong's intuition."
Even now, Wen Luo still doubted whether Sikong Jing's intuition was accurate, always feeling it was too arbitrary.
When Wen Luo finished speaking, Master Wuji's eyes gradually returned to calm, and his face, full of wrinkles, showed a benevolent smile as he replied, "Brother Sikong's intuition is certainly accurate."
