Ju Zi still looked half-asleep. She stretched her arms wide, revealing a flat stomach without an ounce of excess flesh, and greeted Huo Yuhao.
"Mm... Good morning, Teacher..."
Huo Yuhao raised an eyebrow.
It seemed Ju Zi had mistaken him for Xuan Ziwen.
They said seeing was believing. Now that he saw Ju Zi's naturally airheaded appearance for himself, it truly exceeded Huo Yuhao's expectations.
Meanwhile, when Ju Zi noticed that her teacher had not criticized her for being late as usual, she curiously forced her eyes open.
What entered her sight was an unfamiliar young man.
Although Huo Yuhao was only fifteen at the time, Soul Power cultivation accelerated one's development, and coupled with his years of training, he looked like an eighteen-year-old youth.
However, due to cultivating the Ghost Killing Art and the influence of Ultimate Ice, he appeared somewhat sharp, with a rather melancholy aura.
Faced with Ju Zi's gaze, Huo Yuhao accepted it calmly.
Their eyes met.
The next moment, Ju Zi noticed the Soul Tool in Huo Yuhao's hand. As though she had suddenly realized something, she immediately shut her eyes and shouted, "Someone, quick!! There's a thief!!"
Then, acting on instinct and in a panic, she raised her hand and summoned several orange-colored lights, hurling them wildly at Huo Yuhao.
These spheres of light continuously appeared in Ju Zi's hands before she threw them at Huo Yuhao.
Ju Zi kept her eyes shut and threw them nonstop for quite a while, only stopping once she was panting from exhaustion.
She gathered her courage and looked ahead. She had thought her attacks would at least have some effect, but the uninvited guest was still standing where he was, completely at ease, without a single sign of having been hit.
Ju Zi was dumbfounded.
Her martial