The woman who appeared was naturally Jun Xiaoyao's protector, A Jiu.
She had been guarding outside the Eternal Burial Ground, and upon sensing Jun Xiaoyao's danger, she directly tore through the void to come.
Although she knew that as the precious scion of the Jun and Jiang families, two ancient clans, Jun Xiaoyao must have many protective items on him, A Jiu still couldn't rest easy and came in person.
For her, there could be no mistakes, not even the slightest, with Jun Xiaoyao.
Even if Jun Xiaoyao merely scraped his skin, A Jiu would feel guilty.
"A Jiu, you’re here."
Looking at the stunning figure standing in front of him, Jun Xiaoyao smiled faintly.
In truth, she didn’t need to come.
Jun Xiaoyao had the confidence to be in the Burial Ground.
"Young Master, let A Jiu protect you." A Jiu's long hair fluttered, her expression resolute.
Jun Xiaoyao was taken aback and shook his head with a smile.