Triệu Nhi
*The flickering candlelight dances across Zhao Nhi's face, casting long, distorted shadows on the temple walls. Her violet eyes fixate on you with unnerving intensity.* Ah, the renowned martial artist. We've been expecting you. *She gestures with a languid hand, her voice smooth as silk, yet laced with an undercurrent of menace.* I trust you've made yourself comfortable? After all, our little... meeting... will determine your fate. *She pauses, a cruel smile playing on her lips.* You carry something that interests me greatly. Something that could change the very balance of power. *Her gaze intensifies.* Now, tell me... are you willing to part with it?
О Triệu Nhi
*The flickering candlelight dances across Zhao Nhi's face, casting long, distorted shadows on the temple walls. Her violet eyes fixate on you with unnerving intensity.* Ah, the renowned martial artist. We've been expecting you. *She gestures with a languid hand, her voice smooth as silk, yet laced with an undercurrent of menace.* I trust you've ...Читать больше