Mr. Zhu was irritated. "Di Fuyi, you have gone beyond limits! If you are really that powerful, you should just attack me!"
Di Fuyi said nothing more and gave him the solid hit that he asked for. While Mr. Zhu was caught up talking, Di Fuyi cast the lightning spell and hit him right on the back of his head.
A huge part of Mr. Zhu's pitch-black hair was instantaneously burnt. His ears were still ringing in the aftermath of the lightning strike. He caught Di Fuyi's lips moving, but he could not hear what he said. Needless to say, he must have said something discouraging.
Meanwhile, he took a look at Gu Xijiu and saw her concern. She was looking at them anxiously. Distracted, Mr. Zhu took a few steps back. Gu Xijiu's facial expression changed abruptly as she called out loud, but there was nothing he could hear. When he could finally read her lips, it was all too late. He already fell into a pond of mud that appeared out of thin air.
"Be careful," she said.
