He sensed a faint yet heavy pressure emanating from the petite little cat girl, instinctively clenching his muscles and going on high alert.
As expected, Bailuo had already broken through Light Rank and entered the ranks of Sacred Rank adventurers.
Only Sacred Rank could exert such pressure on him.
That said… Bailuo has ascended to a higher realm, yet he doesn't seem very happy?
Lin Da covertly studied Bailuo's face: sluggish, eyelids drooping, breath erratic. A lock of silver hair rebelliously stood atop her head, as if she'd just woken up and hadn't had the time to fix herself.
This was very unusual.
The Bailuo Lin Da knew was a perfectionist and excellent student—her blankets folded into perfect squares daily, sword swings never less than ten thousand before resting, meditating and training past one in the morning, always completing the tasks assigned to her impeccably.
The only time she ever slept in was to draw the captain's attention.
