Han Wanghuo didn't wait long. Five to six minutes later, a woman walked into the private brewery shop.
Yan Miao raised his right hand and gestured. "Over here."
Han Wanghuo looked over and saw the person clearly.
She was very young and looked to be about 20 years old. She was relatively short and didn't reach 1.6 meters tall. Her facial features weren't beautiful or ugly, and she had the unique softness of an Ashlandic.
At first glance, Han Wanghuo noticed that the woman didn't look too good. She was slender and thin, giving off the feeling that she was ill and unhealthy.
She had short hair, and her skin was tanned. She wore a black, short-sleeved T-shirt and a pair of blue pants with a thick, diagonally-patterned cloth around her legs. She also wore large brown shoes.
This set was clearly obtained from an Old World city ruin. It didn't have any patches or cracks, but it was very old.
