Chen Zhongtian pushed through the door. An old man with an ethereal appearance, he carried himself with a refined demeanor.0

“Commander Li, we just saw each other yesterday, but here I am disturbing you again.” He smiled affably.1

“Old Minister Chen is too polite, have a seat!” Li Hao pointed at a chair. Chen Zhongtian smiled and sat right down. The young man glanced at him, hesitated, then spoke frankly, “Old Minister Chen, I have a question that I hope you can answer for me. I happen to be uncertain…”0

“A question? Please speak frankly, Commander Li!”0

“Are you guys…” Li Hao thought for a bit. “Are you and Qi Pingjiang martial masters or supernaturals?”0

Indeed, this was his question! Could martial masters attain the equivalent of six element Arcanus? The young man would be able to see it if they were supernaturals—they would be glittering with golden light. These people did not impart that sensation. They were too piercing to look at, but it wasn’t the supernatural sensation of hurting the eye.0

Chen Zhongtian laughed at the question and looked deeply at Li Hao. “We were martial masters at first, then became supernaturals, but we’re not pure...0