Following the receptionist's words, the bald bruiser also looked at Tang Luo.
Their gazes met in the air, as if there was a collision.
Tang Luo narrowed his eyes slightly. Where did this Ancient Martial Cultivator come from?
Immediately after, a thought flickered in his mind, inciting speculation.
Could it be that Zhou Sheng hasn't decided to back off?
Apart from him, there shouldn't be any Ancient Martial Cultivators specifically looking for me, right?
With that thought, he withdrew his gaze and turned to look at Han Ruobing and Yao Fei.
"Ruobing, you guys go up first. A friend has come to see me; I'll have a word with him," he said.
Han Ruobing glanced at the bald bruiser and then at Tang Luo, frowning slightly.
But after pondering for a moment, she nodded. "Okay, then you... be careful."
"Hehe, I'll be up soon."
Hearing Han Ruobing's words, Tang Luo chuckled. What a clever woman!
