113 The Girl Who Desires Ling Xian

"You… You are Thirteen?"

In the middle of the day, amidst the trees, a voice in denial rose.

Ling Xian’s expression was sluggish. He gaped at the young, cute, and ignorant girl with disbelief. The look in his eyes was complex and difficult to read.

Even though she was still rather immature, she did not lack in beauty compared to other women. It was easy to predict how her beauty will blossom in the future just based off her delicately shaped brows. Her looks, coupled with her arrogant but not annoying demeanor, and the way she handled the icy blue giant hammers, Ling Xian recognized her immediately.

Tang Thirteen.

Since the day they first met, he was fated to remember her name for the rest of his life.

If Ling Xian were asked to name the three most important women in his life during the lost century, Tang Thirteen would definitely be one of them.

The way he met her could not be described as romantic. Rather, it was bloody and violent.