Little Purple was a war machine. She would not show any mercy in killing. If the wound was deeper, she might have been cut open.
Su Han brought some water to clean up the bloodstains on her wound.
When the cold water touched the wound, even Vivian, a tier-5 great mage, could not help but clench her fists. Her face turned pale.
After covering the wound with herbs and re-bandaging it, Su Han said, "The wound is too large. My herbs can only temporarily alleviate your pain. If there is no priest to treat you, even if you recover, there will be scars."
Vivian endured the pain and carefully put on her clothes, looking at the youth in front of her with a deep gaze.
"Thank you." She squeezed out the words through her teeth.
Su Han chuckled. "I didn't expect Lady Vivian to say thank you."
"I will not accept favors from others for no reason, even His Highness," Vivian said weakly, "You saved my life. I will give you a corresponding reward."