"There. You're safe now. I am Yun Zhiruo, Ye Yuemei's senior sister."
Yun Zhiruo released Ye Tianling.
They were already in the desolate burial grounds of Forbidden Moon Mountain.
This place was, evidently, 'safe'.
"Senior Sister Yun, thank you for saving my life. I can't thank you enough. In the future, I will... repay you."
Ye Tianling said, enduring his grievous, near-fatal injuries as he bowed respectfully.
"There's no need. And you're not qualified to repay me."
Yun Zhiruo's voice was frigid.
Her cold, arrogant gaze—as if she were looking down at an ant—trampled all over Ye Tianling's dignity.
"You... you look down on me?"
Ye Tianling accelerated the circulation of the Muscle Strengthening Scripture, recovering a sliver of vitality. He suppressed a wave of indescribable humiliation and spoke.
'He hadn't thought the girl had good intentions, but regardless, she had saved him. That was an immense debt of gratitude.'
