Never Forget Her Grace
Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
"I, Ye Qianhe, will never forget your grace." Ye Qianhe had embraced death and escaped it, but there was no delight on his face, only a quiet solemnness.
"Let's go." Ling Chuxi said no more, and walked out with Yan Rusong and the rest.
After walking a few steps, she stopped and took out a few White Jade Crystals, then tossed them to Ye Qianhe. Since she was being a good person, she might as well do it till the end. Thinking about it, this fellow was quite pitiful. He used to be so glorious, but now he was so desolate.
Ye Qianhe instinctively caught the crystal stones, staring blankly at Ling Chuxi's back with mixed feelings in his heart. After a long time, he left silently.
Ling Chuxi and the rest went back to the inn, packed their belongings, and followed Yan Rusong to the teleportation array.