"Senior Sister Yuee, it's all right now."
Ling Feng held Yuee HuaQin's waist with one hand. Seeing Yuee HuaQin's pale, frightened face, he couldn't help but gently pat her cheek.
Yuee HuaQin finally came to her senses, opened her beautiful eyes, and found herself leaning against Ling Feng's chest. A blush instantly spread across her pretty face.
Ling Feng helped Yuee HuaQin straighten up, noticing her tattered clothes, with both sleeves shattered and the robe at her midriff cut open in several places, revealing the fair, tender skin beneath.
Ling Feng pursed his lips, quickly took off his coat, and handed it to Yuee HuaQin.
"Thank you, Junior Brother Ling."
Yuee HuaQin silently draped Ling Feng's cloak over herself, her beautiful eyes fixed on Ling Feng, lightly pursing her delicate lips as she said, "You saved me again, for the third time, right...?"
"Haha, maybe I owed you in my past life."
