Lu Chuan stepped out of the bathroom, donned a bathrobe, then sat on the sofa, staring blankly at Ji Weiwei curled up in bed.
Thousand Faces had escaped, which was bound to be trouble.
From their two exchanges, Lu Chuan could already tell that Thousand Faces was incredibly powerful—at least for now, not weaker than the Tower Spirit of Little Tower. Even with Tower Spirit catching Thousand Faces unprepared twice, it hadn't gained any real advantage.
It could only be said that a Divine Artifact nurtured by the Empress herself and later developed spirit wisdom was indeed not so easily dealt with.
But then again, this did make the Tower Spirit's combat abilities seem rather top-notch!
According to Tower Spirit, its current strength hadn't fully awakened yet; after all, only the first level of the tower had been opened. Even so, it could still go toe to toe with Thousand Faces. If Tower Spirit's power were to be fully restored, wouldn't Lu Chuan be unstoppable?
