Hao Ren still vividly remembered what Becky was like the first time she came: she wore a dusty, leather armour, with a dagger and a long sword on her waist, a faded old wind scarf around her neck, and simply pulled her hair up into a ponytail because she had no time to manage it. Going through the rigors of living in the wilderness made her look as if she just came back from a backpacking trip in Tibet. At that time, although Becky was a pretty girl, she looked a little countrified. The rough side of being a mercenary was impossible to conceal.
Now, Becky looked almost completely different. If she was walking down the street, no one could tell that she was from a different world if she did not reveal it...
