I sighed, the weight of Master Li's misunderstanding settling on me like a particularly stubborn cloak determined to cling to its wearer through hurricane and hellfire alike. As his dramatic theories about my world domination plans danced merrily in his head, I let my azure eyes focus on him, their sharp clarity peeling back the veil of his strength.
And there it was—his level of power, unmistakable now that I truly looked.
He wasn't far from Vice Headmaster Valerie brilliance, just a step below. Yet, compared to Nero, whose Immortal-rank presence was solid but middling, Master Li stood ahead. High Immortal-rank.
'So this is the might of one of the strongest Immortal-rankers in the world,' I thought, an odd mixture of awe and determination tightening my chest.
Of course, at my current strength, challenging him was laughable. It would remain laughable for years to come, like a toddler challenging a champion prizefighter.
But that didn't matter.
