Tang Yuehua and the other two women had suffered only the medicinal effects of the wolf-tiger lust flower, with no other injuries, so they soon recovered completely.
Yet faced with this godlike man who had descended like a savior, none of the three knew how to begin thanking him.
Tang Yuehua, with her greater maturity, was the first to brace her weakened body and dip into a Noble Salute before Xu Huxiao. Her voice was softer and gentler than ever before.
"Honored benefactor, thank you for saving the three of us and all the women in this valley. Please accept Yuehua's bow."
But Tang Yuehua's newly recovered body was still weak. Just as she began to bow, she lost her balance, gave a startled cry, and toppled straight into Xu Huxiao's arms.
A fragrant breeze brushed his face as Xu Huxiao caught her securely.
The next second, a calm, lovely voice, as beautiful as celestial music, reached Tang Yuehua's burning crimson ears.
"It's all right. There's no need for such ceremony. I merely lent a hand."
At such close range, the reassuring scent of the man lingered around her nose, making Tang Yuehua's heart flutter wildly. Once he helped her stand steadily, she immediately forced herself to take a small step back and guarded her composure, lest she betray herself with anything improper.
"Forgive my lack of decorum."
"It's nothing."
Then Tang Yuehua noticed the silent Blue-Gold Beauty beside him. Only now did she suddenly realize that this woman resembled someone she knew. That woman had also been named Ah Yin, but she had died several years ago.
She shouldn't be the Ah Yin I knew, should she? Tang Yuehua thought. Even if that Ah Yin were still alive, she could not possibly have followed Dragon Giant Hero here alone.