Li Banfeng looked at Zhao Xiaowan emerging from the page. She wore armor, a long sword at her waist; her features were sharply defined, her figure exquisite. Without activating Golden Eyes Autumn Hairs, Li Banfeng could not tell at all that this was a "Text Person" created through a technique.
What if he used Golden Eyes Autumn Hairs?
Li Banfeng raised Golden Eyes Autumn Hairs to a moderate intensity and circled the "Text Person" once. He vaguely spotted flaws.
There were words on this "Zhao Xiaowan." On the armor covering her back, he could see two lines: Crimson makeup could not conceal a hero's bones; rouge and tiger's might shook the eight horizons.
This was Beauty Picture's appraisal of Zhao Xiaowan, and also the two lines that had left the deepest impression on Li Banfeng.
Turning Golden Eyes Autumn Hairs up further, Li Banfeng saw other words as well. Every description of Zhao Xiaowan in Beauty Picture had now appeared on the "Text Person."
"Can you fight?" Li Banfeng asked.
"Zhao Xiaowan" looked at Li Banfeng. A cold gleam flashed between her brows and eyes.
Li Banfeng asked again, "Do you have any techniques or martial skills?"
"Zhao Xiaowan" continued staring at Li Banfeng without giving any response.
Why couldn't she speak?
Li Banfeng considered it for a moment and reached a conclusion. Beauty Picture had never described Zhao Xiaowan's speech, which meant Zhao Xiaowan had no ability to speak.
He circled the "Text Person" once and discovered something important on her lower back.
It was a hole, a very neat and regular hole.
The hole looked familiar to Li Banfeng. It closely resembled the round hole in a record.
Li Banfeng lifted the "Text Person's" armor and looked. Sure enough, a record was stuck to her waist.
Why was