Ye Qiu met Hu Jie's gaze, her eyes showing no hesitation or retreat.
Resolute like the North Star shining brightly on a cold night, never losing direction, radiating an inspiring determination.
She took a deep breath, her chest rising and falling slightly, as if trying to calm the tumultuous emotions surging deep within her heart.
Then, her hand slowly reached into her bosom and took out the storage bag containing two types of medicinal herbs that Hu Jie had given her earlier.
She handed the storage bag to Hu Jie, forcing a smile and said, "Old classmate, I have one last favor to ask of you."
"I hope you can descend the mountain once and deliver these herbs to the Mystic Spirit Pavilion, hand them personally to Mister Xu Wendong."
"Please tell him that I did not let him down and completed the task he entrusted me!" As she said this, tears welled up in her eyes.
She had once thought that completing the task entrusted by Xu Wendong would be a highly fulfilling achievement.
