C453 Digging Gold Core

Gu Zhuohua's gaze was cold as she stared at the hem of her clothing, which she had grabbed with her hand. A hint of disgust flashed in her eyes. Without hesitation, she focused her spiritual force into a blade and sliced off the fabric.

With a light tap of her toes, she swiftly retreated, stopping only when she was about ten feet away from the person.

"Sir! Sir..." The person, panic-stricken