Chapter 5. No matter how loudly you shout, no one will come to save you.
He looked back and saw a horse catching up from behind the caravan, with a young woman in white sitting on its back.
This woman was extraordinarily beautiful, even more so than Li Ruyu, but she possessed not the typical beauty but a striking, dashing air.
In her hand was a wine flask, and a longsword hung by the horse; her hair was tied into a long ponytail, fluttering in the wind as she rode, creating a vibrant and carefree scene in the setting sun.
This picture caused Fang Zhou to become momentarily distracted, and the woman in white rode up to him, gave a cheerful whistle in his direction.
Fang Zhou snapped back to reality, immediately realizing he was being flirted with.
The woman in white playfully shook her wine flask towards Fang Zhou and teased, "Young man, why do you look so lonesomely bored? How about joining me for a drink? My treat."
Damn your lonesome boredom!
Fang Zhou shook his head and responded, "Thanks, but I don't like drinking."
The woman in white laughed again, "Why not? Are you afraid of throwing up? Don't worry, I never throw up no matter how much I drink. Of course, if it's somewhere else, that's none of my business, haha."
Fang Zhou's face turned dark, thinking to himself that she was also a hooligan, making bawdy jokes right off the bat.
At this moment, the disciples from the Xuanji Sect ahead finally noticed the commotion and called out, "What's going on?"