Her voice was hoarse, as if she hadn't spoken in many years and had forgotten how. All traces of her former youthful energy were gone. She was like a candle about to be extinguished, only to suddenly flicker back to life with a tiny flame.
'Instructor Shangguan. What a distant, distant title.' She hadn't heard that name in over a decade. She had almost forgotten that she was once an instructor—the most brilliant Refining System genius to come from Jiangnan Martial University, who had gone to the Northwest to teach.
If things had gone differently, she might have already become a Grandmaster, maybe even a renowned one, making a name for herself and succeeding her own master.
