C525 The Ghost Martial Sect

"If you're confident, then there's no issue. We'll head out soon," Dong Wuming said, his voice tinged with curiosity. "Who is that woman, anyway? I can't make heads or tails of her. Can you shed some light on her identity?"

"Elder Dong, you'll find out in a few days. Haha," Lu Shaoyou replied, chuckling.

"You're keeping me in the dark too, huh?" Dong Wuming shot Lu Shaoyou a pointed look