Chu Linfeng saw the woman walking toward him. With her strength at the Ninth Layer of Saint Martial Realm, he dared not provoke her lightly. Avoidance was preferable if possible. Someone with such strength lurking among the Ghost Race, with an unknown identity and background, might cause him great trouble if she turned out to be someone significant from the Netherworld.
Although he would eventually face the Netherworld Lord, now was not the time; given his current strength, it would be like sending himself to his death.
Just as he was about to leave, the woman already appeared in front of Chu Linfeng, only two meters away, glaring angrily at him, saying: "Little thief, you still want to run? Do you think you can escape in front of me?"
Chu Linfeng looked at the Nether Race woman and noticed that she was only wearing a single piece of clothing, perhaps rushed for time, she hadn't even had a chance to put on a cloak.
