"I wanted to see whether you'd blush when you said that," the White-Skirts Woman said with a smile, pursing her lips.
"So, are you giving it to me or not?" Xu Zimo asked.
"I heard Ji Ruobing challenged you?" the White-Skirts Woman asked.
"You're quite well-informed," Xu Zimo said with a faint smile.
"Because many people have wanted to challenge you lately. It isn't just Ji Ruobing—there were some I stopped for you," the White-Skirts Woman said with a smile.
"You owe me quite a few favors now."
As she spoke, she tossed the token to Xu Zimo.
Xu Zimo caught the token. It carried a faint warmth.
Moreover, the token seemed to be stained with the fragrance of pollen.
Xu Zimo gently spun the token between his fingers.
On one side of the token was engraved the character for white, while the other bore the emblem of Heavenly Dao Academy.
"This token only lets you enter the academy. You'll have to return it to me afterward," the White-Skirts Woman reminded him.
"I'm rather curious about your identity now," Xu Zimo said.
"If you want to gain True Martial Sacred Sect's help by helping me, then you've miscalculated."
"I did have that thought before, but I've given up on it now," the White-Skirts Woman said, waving her hand.
She headed straight into the distance. "Believe it or not."
Xu Zimo narrowed his eyes slightly. He did not believe a word she said.
He only believed that there was no such thing as a free lunch in this world.
Other than one's parents, anyone who treated you well did so conditionally; they would certainly ask for something in return.
For now, though, he could not see through her, nor could he be bothered to guess.
As long as he was strong