Blacksmith Guild

"Who are you?" Seeing that Jin Rou could not answer and just kept his silence. She was confident that this cloak, which was the highest class of them all, could not be seen through. After all, a great Blacksmith had created this just for her. But how did this young man seen through her? This may be impossible and just coincidence, but the timing was very off that she could not point and believe it as just mere coincidence. Thus, she was so bewildered that she did not dare to believe what her ears had heard a while ago.

"That's just... just guessing. Who would have thought that you really are a young lady inside that cloak?" Jin Rou, having no choices to choose, gave a timid excuse.

"Are you joking? There was no such thing that you just wildly guessed here!" This time, it was not a genderless voice, it was already a maiden's voice so captivating.

"Well..." Jin Rou did not know what to say and smiled awkwardly.