"Look into my eyes!" Miyaji Aoi suddenly commanded.
The martial artist looked at her. In the blink of an eye, she unleashed her signature charm technique, instantly bewitching him.
"You must let us in," Miyaji Aoi said hypnotically.
"Yes!"
The bewitched martial artist finally stood aside. Nangong's clenched fist loosened; clearly, he had been ready to act if the man had refused.
After successfully passing the first checkpoint of the secret base, Miyaji Aoi grew even calmer. Although she was frantic on the inside, she maintained a carefree exterior. Nangong played his part as her subordinate perfectly. Coordinating with her, they passed the third checkpoint. Now, only the final one remained.
