"Left Su'er?" The one-armed man frowned, "No, you're not Left Su'er. Who are you?"
Left Su'er, through his practice, had cultivated his pure Yin energy to surpass that of a woman's. Though this person moved with a feminine grace, their energy was distinctly masculine. It was merely a deliberate display of femininity to mask the overwhelming masculinity.
Walking in mid-air, Left Su'er's figure gradually changed, and within a few breaths, he transformed into a burly man with a beard covering his face.
"Ge Hong?"
In the direction of Qingyuan Prison, Elder Ge's breathing became rapidly ragged as he stared at that figure, his eyes reddening before he gnashed his teeth, jumping up, and cursing, "Damned bastard!"