"Many thanks for the reminder, fellow Daoist."
Zhang Jing's gaze swept gently over the three people in front of him, finally settling on the woman in the red dress.
"It seems among these three, she is to be the main one."
He speculated in his heart.
As for the gentle refusal from the other party just now, Zhang Jing did not take it to heart, nor did he mind.
As long as he could achieve his goal, that was enough.
After all, once they entered deeper into the River of Cosmos, the two parties would separate, never to cross paths again.
"Welcome, fellow Daoist, to join us."
The man in the white robe nodded slightly in greeting.
"Many thanks, fellow Daoist," Zhang Jing responded warmly in kind.
As the two were speaking,
"Fellow Daoist, why haven't you thanked me?"
The woman in the green shirt had already approached and gently prodded Zhang Jing's arm with her tender, green, and slender finger as she asked with a giggling smile.
