"Who is it?" Yun Xu's gaze turned cold and she tried to break free, but her hands were locked firmly in place.
"This Jade-Restoring Pill is worth three thousand merit points. You ruined my mask, and you were going to die and default on the debt—how could there be such a good deal?" Su Yuan stepped out from the shadows.
"Junior Brother!"
Yun Xu had not expected to see Su Yuan again before death, and her nose inexplicably stung. She shoved the medicinal pill into his hand. "Junior Brother, take the pill back, and for the silver, compensate my father. Hurry and leave, and don't get dragged down by me anymore. You shouldn't have come. The moment you came, I didn't want to die anymore..."
"If you don't want to die, then don't die. Senior Sister, I have a way." Su Yuan snatched the dagger from her hand.
"Really? Junior Brother, don't trick me. Even martial masters are at their wits' end against this strange fragrance."
"When have I ever tricked you? It's your turn to trust me. If I can discover it, I can also untie it. Can you still contact the Jiguang Society martial warriors? Have them stall for a moment longer," Su Yuan asked.
Yun Xu curled her lips. When they first met, Su Yuan had definitely tricked her, but she still said, "I trust you, but I sent all of them away."
Su Yuan had expected as much and sighed softly. "Let's change locations first."
He didn't know how long those martial warriors could hold out, and this place must absolutely not be kept.
He put the mask back on Yun Xu and took off the Crocodile Dragon Armor, handing it to her.
"Junior Brother, you?"
"Put it on."
Yun Xu smiled faintly, accepting the inner