C363 Her Choice

"Discuss?"

Upon hearing this, Bai Mang retrieved her oil-paper umbrella, unfurled it, and rested it on her shoulder.

In that moment, she felt a sneer creeping up, but for some reason, it wouldn't surface.

Having listened for this long, even Bai Mang, with her limited wits, understood that the other party must be confident to have summoned her.

What was the basis of their confidence? That