Assigned Rooms, Drafting A Plan
"Come with me, I'll show you around." Cynthia said simply, only looking at Jenny when she spoke. Her voice was kind, but the harsh sound of her heels clacking against the floor as she walked away suggested she wasn't in a good mood.
I'm a Nascent Soul Cultivator, why do I have to lead a group of weaklings around like I'm a babysitter? There's only one Golden Core in the group, the rest are useless. Cynthia grumbled to herself.
Jenny followed behind closely, but the rest of the group kept their distance during the tour. Other than Jenny, none of the rest could see Cynthia's Cultivation since the difference in Cultivation was too vast, but their natural instincts told them that one wrong move and the kind-looking lady would tear them apart.