Cultivation with a System in the Modern World
“Yeah, it’s me. Miss me that much?”
Kuro wheezed. “Y-yeah—but I might not be for long if you don’t—let—go!”
Behind him, a sharp voice cut through. “You brute! You’ll reopen his wounds!”
Luna Hale, Kuro’s sister, stepped into the light, arms folded, her expression sharp as glass. Her platinum hair shimmered faintly with static energy—a reminder of the Hale Family’s legacy in drone and elemental tech.
Pavan immediately backed off, raising his hands defensively. “Alright, calm down, lady! I wasn’t trying to kill him.”