035 The Nether King Great Ancestor's Hand-Held Executioner Blade

Chen Hao stood with wide-eyed astonishment, only to see that the one who had dragged him into this alley was a young girl he had never met before.

The girl appeared to be around sixteen or seventeen years old, with bright eyes, white teeth, and a petite and adorable figure. Unlike most people living here, her skin was fair, and her face lacked the redness caused by sun and wind.

"Miss, do we know each other?" Chen Hao asked the girl, looking bewildered.

The girl's bright, pure eyes suddenly widened, and she pressed her lips together and shook her head, explaining, "You don't know me, but I know you! Weren't you the strange person in exotic clothes who was taken away by the soldiers just now?"

Chen Hao's face showed embarrassment as he nodded in admission, thinking to himself, how do I resemble a strange person? After a pause, he asked, "Then, miss, what are you planning to do by sneakily bringing me here?"