"You really are fickle!" Lu Ran said faintly, "Just now you wanted me to call you Qifeng, and now you call yourself sis?"
He Qifeng's smile was radiant: "If you don't follow me, of course I have to outshine you."
Lu Ran exerted a little strength and finally managed to free himself from her grasp: "How many people do you have in your hall now?"
"At the moment, my Big Wind Hall has twelve elite soldiers."
"Big Wind Hall?" Lu Ran slightly raised an eyebrow.
"The big wind rises and the clouds fly high!" He Qifeng stood with hands behind her, a proud demeanor, "Big Wind Hall."
Lu Ran chimed in: "The might shakes the land and homeward bound?"
"Homeward." He Qifeng murmured in her heart, gazing at the sky above, the thick clouds rolling tumultuously.
Lu Ran also fell silent.
Home, it can only be said to be a beautiful vision.
After a while, Lu Ran spoke: "What realm are the twelve under your command?"
