"Who is this?" Zhi Ning glanced at Nalan Yiren, her expression somewhat peculiar.
She also noticed that the person was a woman.
"Let's go inside to talk," Chen Mo suggested.
Inside the tent.
Xiao Jing and Wu Yanqing also noticed that Nalan Yiren was a girl. Seeing there was no military discussion, they didn't go in.
In the military tent, only Chen Mo, Yue Ruyan, Xia Zhining, and Nalan Yiren were present.
"Poison King Valley, Saintess?"
Zhi Ning's eyes, already curious, became even more so.
You just went out for a stroll, and you bring back another woman?
"Young lady, have we met before?" Without needing an invitation from Chen Mo, Nalan Yiren found a place to sit and removed the raincoat draped over her.
"No," Zhi Ning didn't know why she was saying this.
"Then does the young lady have a grudge against Poison King Valley?" Nalan Yiren inquired again.
"No."
