In front of Meng Xianzi, a young man with red hair and a calm expression stood facing her.
Other cultivators couldn't understand the young man's demeanor, but that wasn't the case for Meng Xianzi. After all, she had been an assassin for decades, even hundreds of years, and she had seen all kinds of people. Besides, Ling Yun had already informed her that the man before her was a member of those heretics, and the lecherous smile on his face made her even warier.
However, Meng Xianzi was not the least bit afraid of the young man, especially with her mountains of experience in the world of assassins. Furthermore, their cultivation was at the same level, but she had a far greater advantage over her opponent because she had trained in the dream world for an infinite amount of time, making her experience much deeper.
"Hey, woman! Join me! You only need to serve me in bed every night, and I will treat you well."
