Ye Qiu watched the woman before him, a woman even his master, the old lecher, valued, standing right in front of him.
Mu Zhige was very respectful, saying aloud, "Leader, this is Ye Qiu."
The middle-aged woman didn't speak, examining Ye Qiu, who did not avoid her gaze, letting her take him in while he also scrutinized her.
Based on the old lecher's tone, this woman should be about the same age as him, but just by looks, he really couldn't associate this woman with his unkempt master.
The old lecher was always disheveled, never caring for his appearance, looking like a man in his sixties or seventies, while the woman before him—aside from two wrinkles at the corners of her eyes—showed no sign of her age on her face.
Ye Qiu guessed at the relationship between the old lecher and the woman before him. If judging by appearance alone, she was even more beautiful than Master Jingxin, both in figure and facial features.
