Lightning struck down relentlessly as Zhao Xin blocked each bolt, allowing herself to be tempered by its power.
Xu Lei watched, his heart in his throat. He recalled all the details of Jingchun's tribulation and worried that Zhao Xin would fail just as Jingchun had.
"Master, are you very nervous right now?"
At that moment, Bai Ling looked at Xu Lei and suddenly said, "Would you like Ling'er to attend to you and help you relieve some of that tension?"
As she spoke, without waiting for Xu Lei's reply, she tied up her hair, parted her lips, and began.
Xu Lei said nothing. He simply watched in silence, his gaze shifting between Zhao Xin's ongoing tribulation and Bai Ling.
More than ten minutes passed in the blink of an eye.
The tribulation still wasn't over.
It wasn't like with Jingchun, who had failed almost immediately. 'Could there be hope?'
A sliver of anticipation couldn't help but rise in Xu Lei's heart.
