Zheng Xiu was fast; he vanished the moment he jumped.
But he had heard Feng Bei's question.
So he pushed himself to run even faster.
'Has Feng Bei figured it out?'
A cold sweat beaded on Zheng Xiu's forehead. He had been impersonating his own son, and he couldn't imagine how Feng Bei would react if she knew the truth. He could almost see it now: Feng Bei, her face grim, peeling off her black silk gloves as she advanced on him with a cold smirk.
Feng Bei's Ability was definitely beyond the conventional. Zheng Xiu couldn't imagine a squad of soldiers blocking even a single one of her strikes.
Ultimately, ranks like Star Position and Celestial Position could only measure mortals; they couldn't be used to evaluate the inhuman.
Feng Bei clearly belonged to the latter category.
The day passed without incident. Then, night fell.
Zheng Xiu went to their meeting, his heart pounding with apprehension.
