"Could it be that you came to have a heart-to-heart with me?"
With a solemn expression, Whiteface held his pistol ready, though not aimed directly at the woman.
The woman picked up a stool and placed it not far from Whiteface, then boldly sat down, crossing her seemingly straight long legs.
"Where is your General?"
"Heh, heh!"
Whiteface let out two cold chuckles, but said nothing more.
"I'm really not here to kill anyone, I just came to see for myself. There are rumors in the Martial World that after your General returned to the country, he has stayed in a woman's nest of comfort and decayed. I just want to confirm that."
The woman spread her hands slightly, appearing very calm.
"And then?"
Whiteface's expression was cold.
"And then, just to see if there's a chance to let your General return to his roots, saving him from causing trouble everywhere," the woman said with a slight smile, revealing her devastating beauty.