Small Force in the Political Hostage Manor

Ling Han raised his head, only to see a woman in purple standing atop the wall.

This woman looked to be in her early twenties. She was extremely beautiful, and had a graceful figure. She stood at a high place, her dress fluttering in the wind, clinging tightly to her body, outlining her captivating curves.

"Miss is?" Ling Han asked.

"My name is Liu Xunyu," the woman said, "Are you the new arrival, Ling Han?"

"I am." Ling Han nodded, still looking at her with a questioning expression.

'What's the meaning of you standing on the wall of my courtyard?'

Liu Xunyu giggled, and leaped down from the wall. "I'm really sorry. Smelling the fragrance of alchemical pills, I couldn't help but want to take a look. I really didn't expect that you are actually an alchemist as well!"