"Hey, beautiful, do you have any means to communicate with your master?"
Since the tall woman on his back mentioned the name of Primordial Martial Arts Hall, Chen Ping vaguely guessed her identity.
But he certainly couldn't say it directly.
He couldn't just tell her that he learned about her through a method that traverses the river of time, in the past of the ghost Chen Teng, right?
What nonsense?
"You call me beautiful?" The sword-shirted woman, despite being very weak at the moment, twisted her body unnaturally, "No one has ever called me that, many people call me Big One."
Indeed, she is quite big.
Feeling the contact on his back, Chen Ping nodded in agreement.
"My surname is Han, you can call me Xiaoru. Actually, I'm not that pretty."
Han Xiaoru was slightly embarrassed.
Is this the time to talk about such things?
