As if hearing Jie Wenzhan's inner voice, Tianmiao turned to look at the two of them, somewhat disdainfully saying, "This isn't quite right. My current identity is that of your young lady, just having guards isn't enough; I should have a maid and a servant too."
After saying this, in a flash of white light, the phoenix-shaped hairpin in Tianmiao's hair and the dragon-shaped bracelet on her wrist transformed into a handsome man and woman. The two of them exchanged a glance, then immediately turned into plain-looking individuals dressed as a maid and servant.
Jie Wenzhan was shocked and instinctively looked at Ye Chenfeng.
He saw Ye Chenfeng looking calm, as if not at all surprised by such a thing.
Jie Wenzhan restrained his urge to ask questions, but his doubts grew larger and larger. Who exactly is this woman named Tianmiao?
From the start, he had doubted that Tianmiao was a Sword Spirit; now, he was completely certain that Tianmiao was definitely not a Sword Spirit.
