C423 Di Chixing's Troubles Were Getting Worse

"Achoo ~"

Lee Zhuohua, who was sitting in the headquarters of the Lake Gate, was meditating, but for some reason, on a sudden impulse, he sneezed.

Logically speaking, a cultivator who had reached the Astral Realm should not be infected with a cold; there was no reason for him to sneeze.

Lee Zhuohua rubbed his nose and looked around, finding that there was no one else here except him