His voice turned sharp, laced with warning.
"It would be better if you didn't interfere in the matters of wealthy families. Otherwise, you won't even have the chance to regret it before you pay the price."
Lana didn't argue. She simply flicked her finger.
In the next instant, a thread of yellow mystic energy shot forward and seeped straight into the guard's body.
His eyes widened as agony tore through him. His muscles locked, veins bulging as his body began to convulse violently.
A hoarse groan escaped his throat as he dropped to one knee, unable to control himself.
Shock slammed into him.
The guards of wealthy families were never ordinary. They either possessed super strength at level ten or held dual abilities.
He himself had super speed and super strength at level five. Even spiritual cultivators usually needed someone a level higher to suppress him. Yet this woman had taken him down effortlessly.
Before he could process the humiliation, the mansion doors swung open.
