"You... want... how... to collaborate!"
The woman across from him asked in stammering Mien language, her face watchful as she stared at the blonde-haired, blue-eyed Zhong Shenxiu.
'Very smart, and quite humble... to have learned the local language so quickly, no wonder she managed to infiltrate Kaleston...'
Zhong Shenxiu nodded inwardly, his smile unchanged, "First... I can help you escape pursuit. I must say, lady, although you are very cautious, you do not understand the abilities of transcendents. You think you have eluded them, but in the realm of mystic studies, you have still left too many traces. They will soon catch up, implicating me along the way."
As he spoke, he pulled a strand of hair from the head of the female practitioner opposite him.
'He... how did he move his hand? I had no defense...'
The pupils of the female practitioner shrank.
