The young woman was about Zhao Rui's age, with fair skin and a lovely face. To the average person, she looked exactly like a pretty young Female Knight straight out of a TV series.
But Zhao Rui was used to seeing pretty girls, so he wasn't particularly struck by her beauty.
"I'm here to see Ol— uh, Nun Lejing!"
Zhao Rui put on what he believed was a warm and gentle smile.
"Then why didn't you use the main gate?"
The young woman wasn't swayed by Zhao Rui's appearance. Her eyes narrowed, her face a mask of vigilance.
"Uh…"
"I don't know the way to the main gate!"
Zhao Rui was a little speechless. 'Doesn't everyone come this way?'
"Don't you move!"
After speaking, the young woman fumbled for a phone on the ground and started to make a call.
Probably calling for backup.
Zhao Rui wasn't in a hurry, though. He just waited quietly for people from the Emei Sword Sect to come and "welcome" him.
