Lu Zijia, who should have been kneeling down from the powerful force, was standing steadily as if nothing had happened at this moment. Even her expression didn't change at all.
This time, not only were the others present shocked, but even Luo Baode, who was about to help Lu Zijia relieve the pressure on her, couldn't help looking shocked too.
Clearly, no one expected Lu Zijia to be able to resist the pressure of a level-six Ancient Martial Artist.
Lu Zijia acted as an obedient junior, pretending as though she didn't notice the strange looks on everyone's faces.
"Sit down, all of you."
The middle-aged man sitting at the head of the table was the first to speak. At the same time, he shot a look in the direction of the old man who was pressuring Lu Zijia, clearly hinting for him not to go too far.
