"Method?"
Ye Xuan slowly shook his head, smiling lightly, "This young girl's soul is becoming increasingly powerful, and her body will collapse sooner or later, at most within a year, I'm afraid she'll burst apart and die."
"The... the Poison Grandpa said the same... It seems I really won't live past eighteen..." Linglong smiled bleakly, a touch of bitterness crossing her eyes.
As it turned out, Linglong was not a little girl. When Ye Xuan first met her, he had already discerned that.
"Ye... Mr. Ye, Tie Li begs you... Since you can see what's wrong with Linglong, you... you must have a way to save her!"
Tie Li quickly engaged the autopilot and let go of the steering of the cockpit, kneeling down in front of Ye Xuan, his eyes filled with an intense longing.
"I indeed have a way to save her, but why should I help her, and what price can you pay?" Ye Xuan said calmly.