"I'll entrust her to you for now, Senior. I'm heading to the White Mountain Range to find the Fire Night Dragon Herb!"
Dominick Schneider nodded, though his eyes were somewhat curious: "You and her are just strangers, aren't you?"
Carson Flores smiled and said, "I can't just watch her die, can I? Besides, if I help her find the Fire Night Dragon Herb, won't she owe me a big favor?"
Dominick Schneider laughed: "I see. The White Mountain Range is crawling with demonic beasts, especially at night. It's their active time, so you must be careful when searching for the Fire Night Dragon Herb at night."
"Got it!"
Carson Flores entered the house. The woman lay quietly on the bed, unmoving, as if asleep, but her entire body was cold, and her complexion was as pale as paper.
"Senior Sister, the elder says that to alleviate your ailment, we must get the Fire Night Dragon Herb. I'm leaving now for the White Mountain Range, hoping to have a bit of luck and find it swiftly."
