Qin Muge didn't expect this green-clothed woman to be so rude, directly ignoring him, and immediately felt humiliated: "Don't go, judging by your appearance, you must be a young lady from some family? Haha, becoming a disciple of the Xuanyin Sect isn't difficult. If you're willing, I can lend you a hand."
While speaking, Qin Muge directly blocked the woman's path.
The woman clearly didn't want to talk to Qin Muge. Seeing his shameless demeanor, she couldn't help but darken her face: "Out of my way!"
"Oh, beautiful lady, such a fiery temper, haha, but I quite like it. Let me introduce myself, I'm Qin Murong. May I ask for your name, miss?" Qin Muge had no intention of giving up.
The green-clothed woman grew impatient and drew out her sword: "I'll say it again, if you don't step aside, I won't be polite."
