Song Shi stopped and turned to look at Chen Yiling with a smile, "Uh, I think this lady looks a little familiar too. Could it be that we were fated in our previous lives?"
This was the first time he had sized up this female sword cultivator at such a close distance. His eyes were filled with amazement.
This woman was very young. Her temperament was ethereal and otherworldly and she carried a heroic aura. She was like a slender sword, independent and extraordinary.
Seeing that Song Shi actually said such teasing words, many Black Iron Guards were dumbfounded.
Was there a mistake? This person was an existence on the same level as their Commander Sikong and her status was even more noble. Yet, this fellow dared to be so disrespectful?
Chen Yiling's willowy eyebrows straightened slightly, turning into two thin swords that looked more dignified. She snorted and said, "You're quite the glib-tongue. Let me ask you, did you go to Reed Bank in the south of the city three days ago?"
