Lin Xin turned his head to look and saw a graceful figure hurriedly running up the street, a young woman. Judging by her appearance, dressed in a light green tight skirt, with long legs and an oval face, she carried a faint heroic air, and with her figure ********, she could be considered a petite beauty.
Moreover, seeing the longsword on her back, it seemed she was also a martial practitioner.
The woman ran up to him, her face full of excitement.
"Red Flower Teacher! I've finally found you!"
"You are... Ma Jingxuan?!" Lin Xin also recognized the girl, who turned out to be his former disciple under his protection, Ma Jingxuan, also the niece of the Ma Family with whom he had a condition of exchange in the past—the plump little girl.
He had protected this little one for a while at the Kunlin Sword Sect as well.
Thinking back, to lighten the identity proof that an ordinary monk so valued, having dragged on for so long, Lin Xin also found it somewhat amusing now.
