It was a very familiar voice. But Han Xuhan had to make several leaps of logic and imagination to identify and then justify the sense of familiarity in the voice. The conclusion he arrived at after a few seconds was rather hard to stomach.
"Xuanyuan Zhou? What the hell is she doing here?"
Mu Ran immediately looked at Han Xuhan, who had spoken out in a daze.
Xuanyuan Zhou? Their martial sister from the Salted Fish Mountain Peak?
What in the world-?
"Ah? Attendant Xuhan, It's really you! I can't believe we bumped into each other here!" Xuanyuan Zhou exclaimed as she ran into their view from the fog. She was wearing a mask to hide her face, but Mu Ran and Han Xuhan still recognized her easily.
Qian Yun looked back and forth among his confused companions. Were all of these weirdos from the same sect? What kind of sect is it?
Han Xuhan couldn't believe it either. What were the chances of running into a familiar figure all the way here in a totally different world?
