Zhu Weirui took a few careful glances at the beaming man before her and returned the courtesy, "Indeed, I am the lady in question."
Zhao Rong turned his head to look at the surrounding mountains and forests and spoke loudly, "Teacher Zhu, I know where Lanzhou Crossing is. How about I take you there?"
Zhu Weirui nodded slowly, "Then I'll have to trouble you, young master. Young master, you …"
"Oh, right, I forgot to introduce myself, look at my memory." Just as Zhao Rong was about to step forward, he slapped his forehead, chuckled, shook his head, then turned to Zhu Weirui and said with enthusiasm:
"Teacher Zhu, my name is Lin Wenruo. I am a disciple of Teacher Yan Jidao."
Zhao Rong had an idea that might solve a problem once and for all, and he wanted to try it.
Upon hearing his words, Zhu Weirui's bright willow-shaped eyes slightly widened as she looked him over carefully.
