Hong Fu blurted out without a moment's hesitation, "Unsolvable! Leave it to fate!"
At this point, Wu Feng, who was bursting with questions, finally spoke up with some trepidation.
"This disciple would like to ask Grandmaster: when Li Feiyu tested his spiritual roots, why was it a ball of white mist? And how did you determine what kind of spiritual roots he has?"
Chapter 27