"Lu! Jun!"
Leng Yulai's face instantly fell. Like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, she glared at him in furious embarrassment.
"Don't stand there talking like it's nothing! Do you think everyone's a freak like you, with no bottlenecks in cultivation at all?!"
She began counting on her fingers, trying to prove just how outstanding she was.
"Besides, my cultivation speed is already fast enough, okay?! I only broke through to Level 97 a few years ago! How long has it been? I'm already at the peak of level 98!"
"I'm just one step away from entering the Level 99 Limit Douluo realm. Look across the entire continent—aside from freaks like you people, who else can cultivate as fast as I do?!"
The more she spoke, the angrier she became. In the end, she nearly pointed at Lu Jun's nose as she accused him.
"No matter how gifted I am, I still can't compare to a monster like you! You're only sixteen! Sixteen!"
"You're already a level 95 Super Douluo, and you're about to catch up to me or even surpass me. Is there any justice left in this world?!"
"Hahaha—"
Seeing Leng Yulai so furious and animated, Lu Jun could not help but feel greatly amused and burst into hearty laughter.
"What are you laughing at?!"
Leng Yulai shot him an irritated look, though there was no real anger in her eyes.
Lu Jun laughed at her reaction and deliberately teased, "Then after we get back, Aunt-Master, you'll have to be a little more selfish and work twice as hard at cultivating, won't you?"
"Otherwise, if you really get surpassed by a junior like me, how embarrassing would that be?"
"Shut up! Don't call me Aunt-Master again!"
Laughing had left Leng Yulai both embarrassed and annoyed. She