Xiao Yan's lips twitched.
"So… you're that kind of person as well."
There was no judgment in his tone, only quiet understanding.
"I suppose… this will be the only way I can repay the favor of healing me."
He turned without hesitation and began walking back toward his clan, his steps firm and deliberate.
A debt of that magnitude… could not be taken lightly.
And since spiritual treasures or cultivation resources might not impress someone like Lin Feng…
Then he would prepare something far more… appropriate.
As the wind stirred around him, Xiao Yan's figure gradually disappeared into the distance and was already planning the repayment he believed would satisfy a man like Lin Feng.
***
Several hours later, within a secluded hidden spring far from prying eyes, a woman stood quietly with a jade slip resting in her slender fingers.
Wisps of mist drifted lazily across the water's surface, curling around her figure like a veil.
