Mu Xianling and Li Shu both turned their heads at the same time, their gazes landing on the person who had just spoken, only to see that it was none other than Milu, the woman who had long been praised as the so-called first beauty of the thirty-six cities in the North District.
Along the journey, Milu had rarely spoken.
Not because she had nothing to say, but because she was not truly familiar with Mu Xianling and Li Shu, and the three of them had only come together due to coincidence, bound temporarily by the shared identity of being candidates from the North District rather than any deep trust or friendship.
At first, they had merely encountered one another by chance and decided to move together for safety.
Later, the three of them joined a small team composed of North District candidates, a group of more than ten people, whose leader possessed the strength of a nine-star war division, which could be considered decent among the candidates.
