Zhao Lingfei gently furrowed her brow, "However, it seems I can only move water from nearby areas right now, for farther distances, I lose control. Those places that are far away... some are like turbulent waterfalls, some like serene ponds, water rushing or flowing gently. If the water is too swift, then I find it harder to manipulate..."
Her gaze couldn't help but sweep across everyone, with some words hidden in her heart and left unsaid.
That is to say... in the vicinity of Zhu Yourong and Yu Huaijin, the water flows as fiercely as a river, while around Li Xueyou and Jia Tengying, it is as calm as a deep mountain's clear pond.
As for that senior Zhao.
The water around him surged like the Li River...
Subsequently, Zhao Lingfei murmured some strange incantations.
Zhao Rong listened thoughtfully... His wife might be a 'poor student', but these descriptions seemed quite fitting, reflections of her subjective experience.
