"Thank you for the clothes, Miss. I am Chen Ye, just a loose cultivator."
Chen Ye's voice was slightly deep, his gaze fixed on the girl in front of him,
"Just now in the storm, I injured my Divine Sense, feeling a bit dizzy... May I know your name? And why are you alone here on the outskirts of Broken Soul Gorge?"
The girl saw him dressed neatly and finally turned her head, offering a smile without any guard, revealing two cute little tiger teeth:
"Big brother, what are you saying? I am Jiaming, Qin Jiaming... We originally followed some loose cultivators to try our luck at the edge of Celestial Abyss, to gather some spirit grass, but who knew suddenly the sky and earth would shatter, and everyone got separated."
She carried her hands behind her back, gently kicking the stones on the ground with her toes, her tone filled with a trace of lingering fear,
