146 Even Experts Fear Death

Qin Nanfeng's living quarters were easy to find. Ling Chuxi silently approached, but just as she closed in, she was noticed.

Qin Nanfeng's somewhat deep voice sounded from inside the house, "Who is trying to visit me so late at night? How exciting. Since you are here, why don't you show yourself?"

The next moment, the dark house lit up.

Ling Chuxi was not caught by surprise either. Qin Nanfeng was already at Battle Qi Level-8. Being able to notice her presence was not something odd. Calmly pushing the window open, she leaped inside.

When Qin Nanfeng took a good look at the person who had just entered, he was stunned. She was just a petite maiden, and couldn't be older than sixteen or seventeen. Her looks were ordinary and her face was full of freckles. But her eyes... her eyes were gleaming, like a sharp, unsheathed sword. Those eyes did not match her ordinary looks at all.