"What are you?"
Ye Xiao narrowed his eyes, his right hand already quietly closing around the sword hilt on his back.
The woman in the red dress tilted her head, that exquisitely beautiful face curling into a strange smile. "What am I? Hehe... Little one, your question is quite interesting."
Her figure suddenly blurred, and the next instant she appeared directly in front of Ye Xiao, less than three feet away!
"So fast!"
Ye Xiao's pupils contracted as his body retreated sharply.
However, the woman followed like a shadow, no matter how he dodged, she always maintained a distance of three feet.
"No need to be afraid, little one." The red‑skirted woman gave a light laugh. "I have no intention of killing you—for now."
"Why?" Ye Xiao asked in a deep voice.
"Because you are the one chosen by that person." The blood‑red pupils of the red‑skirted woman flickered with an eerie light. "I can sense Chiyou's aura in your body... I didn't expect that old thing hasn't completely died out."
