Was this Zhao Fangyue, Miss Zhao?
Ling Han shouted, and as he gathered everyone over, he asked, "Miss Zhao?"
The woman turned around, revealing an exquisite face. However, it was a little too pale, without a trace of blood.
Ling Han smiled, and said, "I am Shen Hanyun's friend. He has already obtained the Thousand Year Tree Heart. Your illness can be cured, and there is no need for you to have any lingering thoughts of death."
Unexpectedly, this Miss Zhao actually did not have the slightest bit of joy. She merely cast a cold look at Ling Han, and then turned her face away, staring dumbly ahead of her.
Yi, could it be that it was the brain that had been injured?
Ling Han stroked his chin, appearing slightly surprised. There was something off with this reaction. Shouldn't she be extremely happy now that she knew that her illness could be cured?
Was there something that he didn't know?