But she still lost.
And lost terribly.
Sima Lei was suddenly startled.
Because Nanli had already arrived in front of him, and the pressure she emitted made him shudder in fear.
"Don't do anything," Sima Lei said, trying to muster some courage, "If I strike, I won't be playing around. I am the Young Master of House Sima! My spiritual power is extraordinary, this is well-known in the Immortal World."
Nanli curled the corner of her lips into a cold smile. "Stop pretending. Your talent isn't that high, and you spent a lot of effort just to reach the Golden Core stage. If it weren't for the fact that Sima Yue has only you as a son, how could you have become the Young Master?"
The so-called extraordinary spiritual power was actually due to Sima Hui's intervention.
This had been mentioned in the intel.
Sima Lei's eyes were filled with terror, and he didn't dare to even breathe loudly.
Only his mouth moved, and he barely squeezed out a sound, "Don't kill me... don't kill me."