Bai Zhou's handsome face became embarra.s.sed when he heard this. He glanced at the interested Jian Ai and whispered, “I am not talented and am ranked eleventh among the twelve guards.”

Er…

Jian Ai blinked, not knowing what expression to show.

Looking at Bai Zhou's elegance and n.o.ble temperament, she thought that he would be one of the best among the twelve guards. She did not expect him to be ranked second from the bottom.

To avoid embarra.s.sment, Jian Ai nodded with a natural expression and said indifferently, “You also said that the twelve guards are all highly capable people. In today's society, they can probably undertake tasks alone. Ordinary people aren't their level.”

“Cough…” Bai Zhou coughed lightly and took the initiative to confess. “I wouldn't dare to hide it from the Sect Master. Although I'm ranked eleventh, my strength is the weakest among the twelve…”

Huh?

Jian Ai's expression froze on her face. She was confused.

“Even weaker than the twelfth?” Jian Ai asked shamelessly.

“He…” Bai Zhou smiled bitterly with an unknown meaning. Then, he said to Jian Ai, “Sect Master, you will meet him in the future. You will know when that time comes. ”

Ha. He was quite mysterious.

Jian Ai crossed her arms and leaned back on the sofa to look at Bai Zhou. At this time, she was relieved and her nerves relaxed because she could feel that the other party's respect for her was not fake.

She still had to figure out her ident.i.ty as the sect master and the twelve guards he mentioned.

“I believe the summoning you mentioned is the totem on my chest. Since you and I have it, the others should have it too, right? Why did you come alone?” Jian Ai asked.

“Sect Master, you might not know this. The ancient sect has been around for a thousand years. There are probably less than a hundred people in this sect now. These people don't usually have any contact and are living a life no different from ordinary people.”

“The only way to sense the people from the ancient sect is through the abilities of a prophet. Since ancient times, there has only been one prophet under the ancient sect. I am that only prophet,” Bai Zhou explained.

Jian Ai nodded slightly. She seemed to understand what Bai Zhou meant.

Currently, besides her, the Sect Master, and the twelve guards, there were a few ordinary sect members. However, these people were living the lives of ordinary people because they never interacted with each other, let alone knew who each other was.

The only person who knew of this was the prophet in front of her, Bai Zhou.

As the only prophet in the ancient sect, Bai Zhou sensed her appearance as the Sect Master. However, the rest of the twelve guards could not sense her.

“In that case, you also relied on your abilities as a prophet to find the rest of the twelve guards?” Jian Ai asked lightly.

Bai Zhou nodded lightly. “I'm ashamed to say this, but as one of the twelve guards, I have no other redeeming qualities apart from this ability.”

Jian Ai: “No mental cultivation techniques?”

Bai Zhou shook his head.

Jian Ai: “What about ordinary martial arts?”

Bai Zhou shook his head.

Jian Ai: “Hidden weapons? Shooting? Or treating illnesses and saving people?”

Bai Zhou shook his head.

Jian Ai:…

“Oh, right.” Bai Zhou seemed to have thought of something. He raised his handsome face and looked at Jian Ai with bright eyes. “If the Sect Master must ask me, I have… money!”

Jian Ai: Huh?

“A lot of money!” It was as if Bai Zhou had suddenly found something good about himself. He looked like he was asking for credit.