Lu Sangjiu had already altered her appearance. She now looked like a weak and pitiful young maiden, having even suppressed her cultivation down to the Body Integration Realm.
Combined with the terror and helplessness on her face and the trace of blood on her lips, one glance was enough to convince anyone she was harmless.
'Yes... that's right. I'll just do what I used to at the Seven Emotions Sect: act weak and pitiful to lower their guard.'
If she could solve the problem with this simple method, it was certainly better than resorting to a major fight.
Lie Rufeng, who was walking at the very front, frowned, but the initial sharpness and wariness in his eyes faded slightly.
The people behind him, who had just been startled, now came to their senses. Duan Yiyi was the first to speak, her voice laced with displeasure as she addressed Lu Sangjiu. "Who are you? What are you doing hiding here so furtively?"
