The protagonist looked at the girl's face and was slightly dazed.
This woman wasn't one of those stunning beauties.
Each of her facial features was quite ordinary on their own, but combined, they instantly produced a miraculous beauty.
Her eyebrows and eyes were lifted, exuding an indescribable heroic spirit. Her mouth was always smiling, looking lively and cheerful, enthusiastic and bright.
A silver belt was tied around her waist, with a nine-section whip hanging on the left side and a delicately crafted crocodile-skin short sword on the right.
The whole person appeared vigorous and extraordinary!
The protagonist stared dazedly at the woman, not because she was beautiful, but because she seemed very familiar.
He curiously asked, "Benevolent one, have we met somewhere?"
The woman raised her eyebrows slightly upon hearing this and displayed a half-smiling expression.
"Nowadays, even monks are starting to chat up girls?"
"Sinful, sinful!"
