To see a human figure in this deadland was definitely a matter of celebration for Lin Yurong.
But as Lin Yurong carefully looked over, her eyes widened instantly because she recognized the owner of that figure.
It was the Preparatory Holy Son who, in her heart, should have already been dead, the one who was like a toad lusting after a swan, that same Preparatory Holy Son...
A multitude of thoughts flashed through her mind at once, calming her heart quickly. She carefully glanced at the figure struggling desperately in the water, and a trace of coldness appeared in her eyes.
This person was in danger, and based on Lin Yurong's knowledge of the whirlpool, anyone who falls into it was as good as dead.
In other words, this person was already a dead man.
The thought of saving him just flashed in Lin Yurong's mind before disappearing completely. Although this person came for her, Lin Yurong had no obligation to risk her life to save him.
Even though this person came for her.
