Even though the woman was masked and dressed entirely in black, her wonderful figure still gave her away. Her long legs in particular were especially eye-catching beneath her tight black outfit.

What is Zhang Zitong doing all the way over here? Zu An thought in confusion.

Recognizing a woman by her legs wasn’t all that amazing of a skill. In his previous world, there were some gentlemen who could recognize a woman by her chest. There were even some who could recognize a woman from her cries. Now that was really, really impressive.

When she saw him standing there in a daze, Zhang Zitong reflexively loosened her grip on the blade a bit. She said, “As long as you cooperate, there won’t be any danger to your life. Otherwise, don’t blame me for being vicious.”

Zu An could recognize her, but she had no idea that he was Golden Token Eleven. Thus, he replied with a smile, “Alright. But could you stop pushing it any further? It’s about to go in.”

Zhang Zitong’s face turned red and she reflexively pulled the blade backward. This guy seems to be teasing me…

But his smile...