The motorcycle convoy slowed as it emerged from the tunnel, stopping in front of the crowd. The leader was a woman wearing a motorcycle helmet and an Anti-stabbing Suit.
After stopping her bike, she took off her helmet, revealing her face.
She was a woman of about twenty-three or twenty-four with ear-length short hair. Her eyes were sharp, her eyebrows blade-like, her cheekbones prominent, and her nose straight. Yet, when all her features came together, she was strikingly beautiful.
She radiated an aura of brisk efficiency. After dismounting from her motorcycle, she gave a few brief orders, and her subordinates immediately carried them out.
It was clear she commanded great respect. Since her arrival, the caravan's camp seemed to have found its backbone, and the tense atmosphere gradually settled.
Lu Ke spoke to Chen Chuan again. "That's Senior Sister Nan."
