"Have we... met before?"
Luo Tian had a feeling he had.
Across from him, the white-robed woman's body trembled slightly. While others might not have noticed, it didn't escape Luo Tian's eyes.
Her beautiful eyes, like clear autumn pools, revealed a complex mix of emotions.
"Is this kid hitting on her?"
"You can tell he's got no game. What a cliché pickup line."
A wave of laughter spread through the crowd.
Given the white-robed woman's beauty and temperament, it was inevitable that Luo Tian would be interested. Many of the prodigies present were also attracted to her, but she was silent and her demeanor was cold, giving them no opportunity to strike up a conversation.
"We don't know each other."
The white-robed woman spoke faintly, her voice unfamiliar to him.
But Luo Tian's suspicion wasn't completely dispelled. 'For a Martial Artist, changing one's voice is simple.'
"We both represent the Yunxiao Sect. I forfeit."
The white-robed woman said again.
"Forfeit?"
