He was hoping for the former. If it was the latter—if their opponent was a Nascent Soul Stage Cultivator with malicious intent—then his Jocelyn would definitely be no match for them.
Hearing him speak,
Celeste Grant said, "You just mentioned me a moment ago. Why are you asking who we are now?"
As the saying goes, seeing an enemy makes one's blood boil.
And just like that, the moment Jocelyn Grant, who was shielded behind Ivan Hawthorne, saw Celeste Grant, she trembled uncontrollably.
She took a step back, the memory of Celeste breaking her bones and digging out her Spirit Root flooding her mind.
"Celeste Grant, it's you."
"A voice I haven't heard in a long time. But really, is that all you ever say? Can't you come up with a new line?"
