"Miss Zhao, it's been a while."
Chu Mu was all smiles, but his gaze toward the woman held a clear hint of scrutiny.
Although the Illusionary God Mask was only an Upper Grade Magical Artifact, it wasn't something an ordinary Qi Cultivation Realm Cultivator could see through.
'Yet this woman identified me with just a single glance...'
"I'll never forget that you saved my life, Fellow Daoist Chu."
The woman, Zhao Shuang, seemed injured. She forced a smile onto her pale face, glanced at her surroundings, and then added:
"This isn't a safe place to linger. Could you allow me to treat my wounds first?"
Chu Mu nodded and gestured with his hand.
Immediately, two streaks of sword light shot off, one in front of the other. A Demon Beast sprinted across the lake's surface, in close pursuit.
The streaks of light didn't vanish until they reached the mountain forest by the shore.
