Several days later.
In a hall within Flame City, Mu Zi sat quietly, a faint light flickering in her eyes, as though she were deducing something.
"Senior?"
After a long while, a ripple came from outside the door, and a pleasant voice passed through the array and entered the room.
"Come in."
Mu Zi spoke faintly. Immediately, the door opened on its own, and a slender, graceful figure stepped inside.
Tang Xinlian was not wearing soft armor. Instead, she wore a long, fiery-red dress, its vivid color like leaping flames. At this moment, Tang Xinlian had gained a touch of feminine softness, and between her heroic brows and eyes, there was a little more charm, making her rather different from her previous image as a female war god.
Set off by that peerlessly beautiful face of hers, she gave off a special charm. If it were a man, perhaps he would have been drawn in despite himself, momentarily dazed.
However, the one staying here was a woman, so naturally there was no particular reaction. She merely glanced at her faintly, then withdrew her gaze.
"There is no need to call me senior. Just call me by my name."
After Mu Zi displayed strength comparable to a super expert, she received the awe of the people of Flame God Hall, and Tang Xinlian also seemed to have started calling her senior, which made Mu Zi feel somewhat helpless.
She always felt that such a form of address made her seem a little old.
Catching sight of the fleeting helplessness on Mu Zi's exquisite face, the corners of Tang Xinlian's lips lifted slightly, and a hint of slyness flashed through her beautiful eyes. But she quickly put it away and looked toward Mu Zi as if nothing had happened.
"Mu Girl, have