"Oh, what's going on with the sky?"
The lady in splendid robes waiting inside the room exclaimed in surprise as she gazed at the daytime scene outside the window.
Behind the screen door of the room, Li Zhibai first looked at the virtual thunder tribulation outside the window, which seemed unable to descend, and then glanced at the short skirt in his arms, raising his eyebrow slightly.
Let's put the matter of the tribulation thunder aside for now, though it carries Wen Li's aura, she can roughly sense what has happened from the aura.
She would later get detailed information from Tong Jun.
Right now, it's clear... the matter of the skirt is more important.
"Daoist, what has happened to the sky? It's quite... quite a terrifying thing." The splendidly dressed lady, instinctively afraid, turned to inquire the "monk" behind the screen.
"It's nothing, it won't fall." Li Zhibai replied.
"Really?"
"Yes."
