Huo Wu felt as though the man seated before her had sprung up like a fierce tiger, transformed into a gigantic crimson dragon in midair, and torn her to pieces with his enormous claws before burning her into countless flecks of ash with dragonfire. It was as though she had died dozens of times in a single instant.
Only after several seconds did Huo Wu recover from the illusion. She clutched her chest, gasping for breath. Only then did Huo Wushuang, standing beside her, realize something was wrong. He immediately moved to bow to Chen Ming, but Chen Ming stopped him from a distance with his soul power.
"It's fine. I'm not angry. If I actually got angry with juniors like her, when would I ever find the time to ponder life?"
Chen Ming waved a hand, and Huo Wushuang was forcibly straightened upright.
Although Chen Ming was technically younger than both Hu Wu and Huo Wushuang, looking at him, they felt that he was not a Spirit Master their own age or younger, but an old monster whose cultivation had reached a realm of mastery over creation itself, allowing him to regain his youth.
"Rein in that temper. Your bad temper is one thing, but if you run into someone whose temper is just as bad as yours, you'll walk in upright and be carried out flat. Don't assume everyone is your parents, your older brother, or Feng Xiaotian. Even a temperament as fierce as fire doesn't mean behaving like you do."
"I'll take your lesson to heart." Huo Wu obediently lowered her head, trying to suppress her wildly pounding heart, which felt ready to leap out of her throat at any moment. Her voice was steeped in respect and reverence.
Even in the original story, Huo Wu had