That boy truly has all of you in his palms huh…
*Whoosh* *Whoosh* *Whoosh*
An extremely beautiful woman with long black hair sat on a chair, her head was resting on her fist, she flicked the fingers of her other hand, and suddenly, balls of flame, wind, water, and metal formed around her.
The woman had an ethereal presence, her black eyes stared at the elemental balls she had created out of thin air.
If a normal mortal from Yrniel saw this scene, he wouldn't be very impressed, after all, even a Grandmaster Stage Cultivator could do something like this with ease. What respect of value did Grandmaster Stage Cultivator have in Yrniel?
Nothing!
There were 15-18-year-old Grandmaster Stage children who ran around this place, what sane mortal would respect a woman who seemed to be in her late 20s doing something that even children around him could do?
The number wouldn't be high.