At that moment, thump, thump, thump...
The sound of heavy footsteps echoed from the staircase of the tavern as a tall woman dressed entirely in black made her way up, her face concealed by a black veil.
Upon reaching the top, she immediately locked her gaze onto Sikong Jing and walked to sit across from him.
Sikong Jing withdrew his gaze from the window and looked at the veiled woman in front of him, then said, "Sorry, I don't share tables."
Unfortunately, the veiled woman stared intently at him and asked, "Sikong Jing, where is that old bastard Overlord Soul?"
The veiled woman was direct and blunt, mercilessly exposing Sikong Jing's currently sensitive identity.
It was as if she intended to give Sikong Jing a good shock!
After speaking, the corners of her mouth, hidden beneath the veil, tugged slightly, as if ready to enjoy the sight of Sikong Jing's panicked expression...
