Zhao Xing stood up and looked deeply at Miyamoto Keiko. After hesitating for a few seconds, he softly asked, "Before I die, can I ask you a question?"
"It depends on your request!"
"Can I know your name?"
Miyamoto Keiko didn't hesitate at all. It seemed she had anticipated Zhao Xing's question. As soon as Zhao Xing asked, Miyamoto Keiko's answer came out: "Miyamoto Keiko!"
Zhao Xing looked at Miyamoto Keiko in surprise: "Miyamoto? An unknown swordwoman from the Miyamoto family, who never leaves a trace of the assassin. Ranked among the world's top 500 experts, and is her sword in hand known as the fastest Miyamoto Keiko in the world?"
Miyamoto nodded gently.
Zhao Xing looked confusedly at the women's restroom and Miyamoto Keiko: "You are a member of the Miyamoto family, shouldn't you have no dealings with Jiang Guangrong? Why did you save him?"
Miyamoto replied coldly: "That's your second question! Let's go!"
