"What a survival skill of a young woman, what a 'just this'—you're treating me as a token of your surrender?" Lu Ye already understood what Xiang Yin had in mind.
Xiang Yin smiled bitterly, "You've just arrived here; you have no idea how difficult it is to struggle for survival in such a damned place! Among Zhou Ran and Wang Taisheng, which one of their strength isn't greater than ours? But it's merely because we've long run out of cultivation resources, and our strength has slowly become inferior to theirs. If this goes on for long, we'll have to live under the mercy of others! We're women, not lacking in beauty—do you know what this means?"
