The woman's absolutely beautiful face was tinged with a faint glow, her expression calm and ethereal, with a hint of indifference in her eyes.
"You don't need to thank me. If you had died here, I wouldn't have found a way out. So, it's mutual necessity..."
Dian Feng let out a bitter smile: "Although you say that, the fact remains that you saved us. If we had died here, the Purple Spiritual Flower would have been lost too. Our goal in coming here was the Purple Spiritual Flower, which is of great importance to us."
"Purple Spiritual Flower?" Mu Ruyue paused, puzzled as she asked.
"That's right," Dian Feng nodded, "Our captain's father is gravely ill. It's said that only a High-level Heavenly-grade elixir refined from the Purple Spiritual Flower can save him. We've traveled miles to find it, and without you, I'm afraid the captain's father wouldn't survive."
