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"Are you looking for me?" A Red Refining Snake, entirely crimson, climbed upward from No. 0's military uniform, stopping when it reached her wrist. This red snake was only about the thickness of Xia You's little finger, and when coiled, it was only as long as two or three jade bracelets strung together.
The strange woman had not left after all; it was as if she had suddenly separated from the air itself, appearing right next to Xia You.
Her stature was a few centimeters shorter than Xia You's. Although most ancient people were shorter than modern humans, for a place like Babylon with its multitude of mixed ethnicities, a woman of such height was considered petite. Despite her small stature, one would not think to underestimate her. The stunning hue of the Red Refining Snake played a part in this, as did the woman's own presence, which imposed a far more intense impression.
This intense impression made one disregard her stature, skin color, and even her age or appearance.
