Then, a haughty voice, reeking of alcohol, rang out. The person tore off the gauze curtain and arrived in front of them in a few steps.
Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a handsome young man with a flushed face, clearly drunk.
"Young masters, I am so sorry, I couldn't stop you."
As the madam spoke, she looked at Di Moyu with an apologetic expression, knowing his cultivation level and fearing she would be blamed.
"Ha, I thought they were some big shots, but they're just two little brats who haven't even grown their hair yet."
The young man squinted his drunken, hazy eyes, glanced disdainfully at Di Moyu and the other man, and then looked at Ji Lewei, saying, "Ji Lewei, I've given you several chances already. Today, you won't escape again."
"I…"
Upon seeing this, Ji Lewei's face turned pale, and despair filled her heart.
The reason she persisted was because she believed that Ji Wuming would one day return and lead them out of their suffering.
But now that the only hope is gone, there's no point in continuing.
Therefore, Ji Lewei had already resolved to die.
Six years is enough, really enough.
She was tired.
"Get out of my way!"
However, just as she had this thought, Ji Fanya had already picked up the suddenly enlarged black cauldron and slammed it heavily towards the young man.
"Bang..."
Caught off guard, the young man was smashed through the window and thrown out.
"..."
Seeing this, Ji Lewei and the madam were both stunned as they stared at Ji Fanya, whose face was full of anger.
The opponent was a powerful expert at the Spirit Profound Realm, yet he was sent flying by a single blow from a child who was only seven years old?
"Xiaoya, you..."
At this moment, Ji Lewei finally came to her senses and looked at Ji Fanya with a shocked expression.
"Cousin, I'm here, I won't let you bully you anymore!"
Ji Fanya looked at Ji Lewei. Despite her young age, she exuded an astonishing aura, her eyes burning with murderous intent.
"Bang..."
Then, Ji Lewei saw that the nine brown circles in Ji Fanya's eyes rapidly merged into one yellow circle!
Extreme anger allowed Ji Fanya to break through the final bottleneck and advance to the True Profound Realm!
"True...True Profound Realm, First Stage..."
Ji Lewei was already so shocked that her mouth was agape.
A seven-year-old at the True Profound Realm—such talent is rare, perhaps even among the few in the entire dynasty.
With this thought in mind, a new hope appeared in Ji Lewei's eyes.
Like father, like son; indeed, Uncle San's son is no slouch either.
There's hope! There's hope for their entire clan! If they just wait a little longer, they'll surely escape this misery.
Ji Fanya is the hope of all of them!
A seven-year-old True Profound Realm cultivator, given time, could become the most outstanding being in the dynasty!
"Bang..."
Just then, the young man who had been knocked away jumped in through the window. Nine orange circles with a faint red glow flashed in his eyes. Without even looking, he swung his fist at Ji Fanya, shouting, "Kid, you're asking for death!"
This is a peak ninth-level Spirit Profound Realm expert!
"Xiaoya, run!"
The commotion brought Ji Lewei back to her senses from her ecstasy, and her first reaction was to protect Ji Fanya.
This is their hope, and absolutely nothing can go wrong.
"You're the one who's asking for it."
Just then, a clear and melodious voice rang out. Di Moyu said something indifferently, and then, without making any other move, he simply raised his eyes slightly and glared.
"Bang..."
The young man, who had been attacking fiercely, suddenly froze, then flew backward again, smashing a large hole in the wall before crashing heavily to the ground.
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