A flicker of apprehension flashed in Xue Zhanhu's eyes.
He had long heard of this prodigy from the Tian family.
He knew that despite her youth, she was already a level-four Adept, specializing in the exceptionally strange and unpredictable Illusionary System.
Magic, you see, was also divided into different systems. Some leaned toward support, while others were as fiercely powerful as any Martial Cultivator.
And among them, the Illusionary System was clearly the strangest and most difficult to defend against.
Tian Yushi had shown immense talent in this area since childhood. She had reached level four at a young age and was thus hailed as a once-in-a-century genius of the Tian family.
But why would such a chosen one, a peerless talent standing at the apex of the pyramid, suddenly appear in this shadowy place and walk into his bar?
Though Xue Zhanhu was puzzled, his movements were swift. He reached for a bottle of fine liquor and poured a glass for Tian Yushi.
