Noticing the strange behavior of Nicholas William, Dean Bruce immediately understood that the woman before him was no ordinary person. His gaze instinctively shifted upwards, examining her more closely.
Her figure and looks aside, the skin exposed outside of her light armor was pale and tender, yet exuded a strong and resilient vibe.
She had her arms crossed over her chest, her slender arms forming a perfect curve. Her eyes were sharp, like those of an eagle, locked intently onto Dean Bruce, as if she could burst into action and attack at any moment, emitting a palpable sense of pressure.
At the very least, Nicholas William felt the intensity of her gaze, and his legs were trembling uncontrollably.
Before Dean Bruce could say anything, the woman suddenly flashed a brilliant smile and spoke, "Nicholas, who is this? He must be someone significant for you to greet him like this. Won't you introduce us?"