"Zhong Shenxiu here, just a Loose Cultivator who got lost and ended up here. I'd be deeply grateful if you could take me along for a part of your journey," Zhong Shenxiu said with a slight smile, bowing his hands a little.
Commander Qing did not dare make a decision on his own and looked towards his young mistress for guidance.
Zhu Ling'er's eyes twinkled, and she responded with a smile, "When you're out and about, helping others is helping oneself. Please, sir, join us in our carriage for a chat."
She was unaware of the depths of Zhong Shenxiu's, Mr. Zhong's, capabilities; however, seeing his extraordinary demeanor, she suspected he might be a practitioner of Daoist Skills, which meant he should not be slighted.
"Many thanks."
Zhong Shenxiu glanced at the Sunrise Trading flag on the carriage but showed no reaction on his face as he boarded.
"Sir is too kind. I am Zhu Ling'er, this is my brother Zhu Long'er, and this caravan belongs to Sunrise Trading…"
