Ye Qiu nodded solemnly, the gratitude in her eyes was beyond words.
After Hu Jie finished speaking, his slender fingers reached into his chest and took out a small yet exquisitely crafted storage bag.
The surface of this storage bag emitted a gentle glow, like stars twinkling in the night sky, exuding a mysterious aura.
"Inside are the two kinds of herbs I possess, keep them well," Hu Jie's voice was low and gentle, much like a refined gentleman.
Ye Qiu's hands trembled slightly as she carefully received the storage bag, "Hu Jie, thank you so much!"
She held the storage bag tightly, as if once she let go, hope would vanish in an instant.
Hu Jie's lips curled into a warm smile like a breeze in spring, he shook his head lightly and said, "No need to be so polite, since I promised to help you, I will give it my all."
After speaking, he turned and walked to the side with steady steps.
