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The figure turned around, revealing itself to be another human like her. However, Ming Yue cared little for who they were. 

Her pursuer was a young man who had a rather scared look on his face. He raised his hands up, surrendering to her sword before trying to pacify her with his words. 

"I'm no one special, just someone who's interested in you", he said. 

Unfortunately, it didn't look like she would back down with such words.

"Interested in me? Why? Who wants to know? Choose your words wisely."

Pressing her sword to his neck, the woman gave him a warning, making things very clear to him. The man laughed nervously as beads of sweat began to form on his forehead. It didn't take much for him to crack. 

"Alright, I'm with the Huxian Tribe, okay?"

Ming Yue raised a brow, although her guess was right, she still had some suspicions left. 

"You answered so easily. How can I trust that response?" she asked.