"Who are you?"
The young purple-armored man called Leng Wuxue checked Yin Qingsi up and down in confusion. The girl was unfamiliar to him. He had never seen her before but she knew his name and was crystal clear about his status and identity.
He was more impressed with how beautiful she was. But was she blind? How could he have never heard of a breathtaking young lady of this age at such a high realm? It was not surprising that he would find it strange.
"You don't have the right to know who I am!"
Yin Qingsi strolled over. She seemed relaxed, not afraid of Leng Wuxue at all. She couldn't see with her eyes but she could use psychic power, which was why she could walk freely. Not only didn't she have any difficulties in walking around, her gaits were actually light and her posture graceful and appealing.