Tang Yichen turned his head, looking at the person who spoke.
Not far away stood a girl with disheveled hair, her face covered in many wounds, her body full of scars, making it impossible to see what she really looked like.
Seeing Tang Yichen look at her, the girl spoke, "That snake, I've been fighting it for a while, so, can I collect its points later?"
Tang Yichen clicked his tongue at her words, "No need to wait, let's settle it now. Since it's the snake you've set your sights on, I'll let you have at it."
With that, Tang Yichen immediately stepped aside.
After all, Tang Yichen was a Fourth-Order Ancient Martial Artist, and with the fragrance pouch Gu Zhiqi had temporarily made for him, the giant snake was afraid of the aura emanating from Tang Yichen and didn't dare attack him immediately.
But the same couldn't be said for the woman.
