The scalding heatwave struck Madam Han's crown like maggots burrowing into bone.
But she was, after all, a cultivator at the Body Integration Realm, having gone through countless tribulations in both body and will, far stronger than Jiang Lu.
Moreover, she was a prized patron whom even Golden Core cultivators like Lian Honglie sought to please, so it was only natural she felt humiliated by being overshadowed by Jiang Lu.
Therefore, her temporary setback was just that, brief. Seizing her moment, she counterattacked with the fervor of an underdog turning the tables and rose to prevail with maternal grace.
This shift in perspective allowed Jiang Lu to detect something off.
Madam Han, despite being a senior Body Integration cultivator, was ageless. Her condition was excellent.
She not only looked no different from a young girl but also had skin as smooth as congealed fat, ice-cold and snow-white.