If something like his predecessor was scanned a hundred meters away, Song Yu would dodge it like a ferocious beast. If you have to face each other to attend a sect conference, you must wear decent makeup, act in a calm and gentle manner, turn around pretending not to see her at all, and the hem of your skirt must draw an elegant arc.
No matter what the scene was, Song Yu could not imagine what he was like now: he had exhausted his spiritual power and knocked over a level four monster, and was sprayed with blood from half his body. His hair was messy and stuck to his scalp, and blood beads were dripping down his cheeks.
Purpose: Communicate with each other and make progress together