Xiao Jin let out a soft call, clearly responding to Ling Zhenfei's words.
At that moment, a voice suddenly said, "You really should thank your friend. If it weren't for him, you'd be dead."
Ling Zhenfei was momentarily stunned, revealing genuine emotion, and hadn't noticed someone had arrived beside him.
Ling Zhenfei looked into the distance and saw a person appearing beneath a tree in the distance.
The person was dressed in white, standing tall, his hair fluttering in the breeze, as if merging with time itself.
The forest was extremely dark at night, but Ling Zhenfei could still recognize who this person was—it was none other than Sha Qianqiu, who had just saved him.
Ling Zhenfei said, "So it was you, thank you for saving me earlier."
Sha Qianqiu replied, "No need to thank me. I couldn't just watch you die since I haven't defeated you yet."
Ling Zhenfei was taken aback, "You want to defeat me?"
