The Black Glazed Spinel

A group of women who were trapped in the dungeon curled up in a corner. Among them, a young girl who was neatly dressed stood up cautiously and walked towards Zhang Ruochen.

She was still slightly scared and said in a low voice, "You… are not Master Longze's disciple, right?"

Zhang Ruochen glanced at her. She was about 15 or 16 years old. She had fair white skin and a beautiful appearance. Among these women, she was definitely the most gorgeous one.

Moreover, from her clothes which were made of superior class materials, one could tell that she should be a daughter of a nobility.

The more important thing was that there was a slight of supernatural power fluctuating around her, which meant that she was not an ordinary person.

Zhang Ruochen said, "No, I'm not."