Ji Ziyue heard Xiao Xie's words and turned to look at him, her large black gemstone-like eyes darting about cleverly.
Ji Ziyue asked suspiciously, "You didn't save me just for this Bronze Ring, did you?!"
To others, the Bronze Ring might have seemed like an ordinary bronze ring, but Ji Ziyue knew that it was a genuine treasure.
"Little girl, I saved your life. Is it so wrong to ask for one Bronze Ring?"
Xiao Xie did not answer Ji Ziyue's question directly. Instead, he asked with an amused smile.
"Of course it is! This is a treasure—far more valuable than my little life! But if you insist on taking it by force, there's nothing I can do."
Ji Ziyue sensed no malice from Xiao Xie, so her tone became bolder.
"Ziyue, do not be disrespectful to Senior Xiao!"
Seeing Ji Ziyue actually speak to Xiao Xie like this, Ji Haoyue felt as though his head was about to explode.
As core disciples of the Ji Family, Ji Haoyue and the others had naturally seen Xiao Xie's portrait.
Before this White-Robed Bleach, even the Ji Family's Holy Lord would not dare utter a single unnecessary word.
What Ji Ziyue was doing was like carrying a lantern into an outhouse—courting death!
Seeing Ji Ziyue's mischievous smile, Xiao Xie did not get angry. Instead, he asked with a chuckle, "Girl, do you know who I am?"
If it had been Ji Haoyue, Xiao Xie would have simply taken the Bronze Ring by force rather than wasting words with him.
But facing a beautiful, eccentric young girl like Ji Ziyue, Xiao Xie really felt too embarrassed to simply snatch it away.
"Of course I know. The White-Robed Bleach, renowned throughout the Eastern Wasteland—who hasn't heard of you?"
Ji Ziyue placed her hands behind