Listening to Yun Miao's mutters, Yun Lan's thoughts drifted in another direction.
She wondered, "Teacher, if that mysterious woman warrior is indeed a formidable professional over level seventy, secretly cultivated by Marshal Li as a secret weapon for international war instances, then her appearance here is justified."
"But what about that Li Haotian? Even if he leveled up quickly initially, and who knows by what means he defeated the illusions of me and Jiangwu Youyou."
"But no matter how you look at it, he's just a low-level professional over twenty levels, so why is he sitting with people like Wang Qingfeng and Ling Xuehan for a meal?"
Hearing her disciple's question, Yun Miao, after a brief thought, spoke with a look of understanding everything: "If I'm not mistaken, there's likely some connection between that mysterious woman and Li Haotian."
