Su Jiu gave the hem of her robe a forceful tug. The person on the ground was dragged up and flipped over, yet he still clutched the fabric tightly.
Su Jiu ground her teeth, unable to shake the feeling that he was doing it on purpose.
Just as she was about to resort to force, the person on the ground stirred.
Perhaps the fall Su Jiu had given him hurt too much, for the youth could not help furrowing his brows.
Then he slowly opened his eyes. His looks were unremarkable, but his gaze was clear and gave one a comfortable feeling.
Seeing that he was still gripping the hem of the girl's robe, the youth hastily let go. His face flushed as he scrambled up, apologizing repeatedly before launching into a string of thanks.
Su Jiu's gaze remained cool as she turned to leave.
The youth hurried ahead of her and blocked her path. Su Jiu frowned at him, confusion in her eyes.
His ears grew even redder as he murmured, "Could you lend me a bottle of Grain-Banishing Pills?"
Everyone in the cultivation world knew that a single Grain-Banishing Pill could keep a cultivator from feeling hungry for three days without eating. Judging by the youth's appearance, had he run out of even those?
Su Jiu pressed her lips together and tossed him a bottle of Grain-Banishing Pills.
The youth's eyes lit up, and he thanked her repeatedly. A bottle like this would last him quite a while.
He eagerly swallowed one, then asked Su Jiu, "What's your name? You're so powerful at such a young age. You must be a sect disciple."
Su Jiu always maintained a measure of wariness toward strangers. She did not answer, continuing to regard the youth with a scrutinizing gaze.
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