C150 Recruiting the Martial Repository

Lee Xiunan's face was a ghastly pale. She remained silent all the way back to her quarters, rendering her maids and servants mute with apprehension. The entire estate was eerily quiet.

"Miss, if you wish, I can take care of that young man for you," a woman offered, materializing beside Lee Xiunan. Her attire was strikingly similar to Xiunan's, and even her voice seemed to be an echo of her own