The First Floor Conquered.

Haoyu stood there, his chest rising and falling with each heavy breath. Sweat dripped down his forehead, his body drenched from the exertion of the battle. The room was filled with a palpable silence, broken only by the fading echoes of the impact.

A triumphant smile played on Haoyu's lips as he marveled at the aftermath of his strike. It was a small victory, but it filled him with a sense of accomplishment and satisfaction. The first floor had been conquered, and Haoyu relished in the thrill of his success. However, his triumphant expression slowly faded as he noticed the change in Ji Yao's demeanor.

Her eyes narrowed, a mix of anger and concern etched on her face. The air around her crackled with a hint of irritation as she confronted Haoyu.

"Master, do you realize what you've just done?" she exclaimed, her voice laced with a tinge of frustration.