"What the hell?!"
Lu Zheng shivered, his eyes narrowed, and the hand gripping the mountain wall almost let go, nearly causing him to fall.
He tightened his hand once more, gripping the cliff again. Lu Zheng blinked and took a careful sensory check. Apart from the mountain wind carrying the moisture and grassy scent of the junction of spring and summer, he didn't perceive any other aura.
But that voice had clearly sounded in his mind, indicating a master! Their spiritual cultivation was incredibly deep!
Lu Zheng's eyes flickered. He had been here six or seven times, and the other person never spoke before. It was only this time when the water wasn't completely fetched that they spoke, which reduced Lu Zheng's vigilance by at least half.
If that's the case... let's go take a look!
Thus, Lu Zheng advanced instead of retreating, climbing higher while loudly saying, "Thank you, senior!"
