Both parties exchanged glances, but no one spoke.
"This is a Saint."
After a brief standoff.
The leading woman spoke first, her tone stiff: "Someone I respect the most."
She seemed to notice Xia Li's team being a little tense, and she took the initiative to explain.
She spoke in Mandarin.
Despite the strange accent, everyone present understood.
"...Understood."
Li Zheng seemed well-prepared and upon hearing the word 'Saint', instantly understood, squinted his eyes and examined the corpse, then voluntarily introduced himself: "My name is Li Zheng."
"You can call me...Anna."
The leading woman uttered a name in her native language.
"Anna."
Li Zheng repeated her name and then said, "Next, let's exchange some information to see if we're aligned, to avoid any misunderstandings or unnecessary arguments later."
Anna heard this, nodded lightly: "Okay, but before that...I must tell you something."
"What?"
Li Zheng frowned.
"You're headed for death."
