On Account of Your Father

"Are you sure?" asked Elder Wu Peng.

"Of course!" Nan Yuxing replied firmly. If it weren't a disguise, it is impossible to explain why a three or four-year-old girl could have such horrifying physical strength! It's not that I have never seen an innately talented cultivator, but I haven't seen one with such heaven-defying skills! She must be a strong warrior that purposely disguised herself!

"As for how she suddenly appeared, she must've instantly transported over!"

If not, how else could they explain it?

Upon hearing this, Elder Wu Peng glanced at Elder Bai Tong and saw the disapproval in the other party's eyes.

"But when that girl appeared, there were no force ripples in the space…" Even a legendary warrior couldn't do such a thing when they instantly teleported.

Nan Yuxing was stumped, and his expression turned uglier. "If that's so… t-then isn't that little girl's appearance too strange?"