The person in the green robe was a well-proportioned Female Cultivator, around twenty-eight years of age. Her figure was slender and graceful, with long, well-proportioned curves that exuded a captivating charm. Her face was as delicate and lovely as a peach blossom, and her skin was as smooth and white as jade. Her smile was gentle and refined, but the look she gave Zhao Zuo held a slight hint of a desire to please.
"And this is...?" Zhao Zuo asked, feeling a bit strange and inwardly displeased. He had arranged to meet with Liu Heng, and he hadn't expected the other man to bring a stranger along without any prior notice.
"This is my..." Liu Heng's gaze was evasive, but a flash of tenderness crossed his eyes as he glanced at the woman beside him. The two of them cupped their hands in salute to Zhao Zuo. Judging by their respectful attitude, Zhao Zuo guessed she must also be the servant of some Inner Sect Disciple.
