"Who is it?"
An extremely gentle voice sounded in the room, and there was a hint of doubt in its tone.
As the village chief of the Great Desolate Village, Widow Zhang was the most powerful existence. In all these years, no one had dared to knock on her door.
And now, there was someone knocking on the door. With her senses, there was nothing outside the door. This made Widow Zhang a little curious.
She wasn't worried that there would be any danger.
Widow Zhang's strength was the strongest expert in the world in the painting, apart from Zhuge Qing's clone. Therefore, Widow Zhang didn't think too much about it.
She walked to the door and gently opened it.
The door opened, and Zhao Hao's eyes suddenly widened.
The beautiful figure that entered his sight made Zhao Hao subconsciously gulp.
