"Just taking a relaxed walk," Lu Ye casually said.
The mysterious woman clearly wouldn't easily believe his excuse, but merely smiled enigmatically.
Lu Ye was obviously searching for a way to leave this secret realm, but the only exit was guarded by Dao Thirteen, destined for his efforts to be futile.
"Let's exchange some battlefield markings," Lu Ye suddenly suggested.
The woman was somewhat surprised but looked at him with a teasing expression: "You want to exchange battlefield markings with me?"
"Is there a problem?"
"What are you trying to do?" The woman eyed him warily.
"Forget it if you're not interested," Lu Ye didn't insist, and turned to leave.
"Wait," the woman stopped him, then raised her hand and brushed over her battlefield marking. A bit of blue light floated toward Lu Ye.
Lu Ye exclaimed in shock, "You're with the Haotian Alliance?"