Chapter 883

Genevie and Jenny had lost count of how many uncomfortable stares they'd endured along the way. No matter how hard they tried, it was impossible to ignore the leering gazes. Determined to escape the situation, they picked up their pace, hoping to leave the area as quickly as possible. But their plans were thwarted when several figures suddenly stepped in front of them, blocking their path. Jenny glanced up and immediately frowned. "Do you gentlemen need something?" she asked, her tone polite but tinged with irritation. Standing in their way were four men, their clothing clearly marking them as senior disciples rather than newcomers. One of them was a pale-faced man with a bookish look and a sly grin. He asked, "Where are you headed, ladies? Do you need a guide? I know this sect like the back of my hand." His smile was meant to appear friendly, but it came across as anything but. Jenny saw through his intentions in an instant. Her voice turned cold as she replied, "No,