The little monk in white had an uncanny sharpness, detecting him immediately and diving directly into the Demon Cloud to deliver this unexpected strike. The little one was utterly perplexed. He was a strand of True Spirit that had escaped the Ruins, disguised and elusive. Such a presence was indeed perilous, yet his heart was guarded against Fang Xing's internal outbursts, even wary of the Saint seated on the white-jade staircase outside the Demon Abyss. He never anticipated such a mundane little monk would come over and give him a solid knock...
After being struck, he became utterly befuddled. Attempting to flee, he tumbled into Lü Fengxian's forehead.
