On the other side, the white-clad youth, transformed by Kong Mengmeng, was pulling Lin Yuan into a mad dash.
After running for a long time and confirming no one was pursuing them, the two finally stopped.
Lin Yuan scrutinized the person who had saved him. After taking a good look, Lin Yuan was sure he didn't recognize him.
Lin Yuan was someone who understood gratitude and felt indebted for having been saved. Regardless, basic courtesy was in order since this person saved him.
Lin Yuan cupped his hands towards her and said, "Thank you, brother, for your rescue. I really can't repay you for saving my life."
The white-clad youth waved his hand generously, saying, "No need to be overly polite. We, people of the realm, draw our swords to help when there is injustice."
"They outnumbered you, it was truly dishonorable."
Lin Yuan thought to himself, is there really such a straightforward good person in this Mysterious World?
Regardless, this person did save him.
