"Girl, the people outside are not all good, but do you mean that the people here are all good?" Fang Qi asked helplessly as he observed this valiant girl who was dressed neatly in red warrior clothes and black boots.
"This lady... must be a good person..." Zou Mo said shyly.
"What good person!" The girl in red glared at Zou Mo and snorted, "Listen up! I killed more people than I can count, and their bones could fill a room! Someone once offended me, and I cut off his head and kicked it like a ball! You guys, humph! You better be polite in front of me!"
"You... You..." Zou Mo almost cringed and his face turned pale.
"Nice to meet you." Fang Qi cupped his hands. "I have a nickname 'Bloody-Handed Human Butcher' Ning..."
"Sorry, I misspoke." Fang Qi rubbed his nose and was embarrassed that he almost said the name of a scholar, who's family name was Ning.