Shen Wanjing looked at Yang Fei and asked, "Are you sure you absolutely must rescue your brother?"
Yang Fei nodded.
"I can't let anything happen to him again, or I will never have peace in my heart."
Shen Wanjing gazed into his eyes, confirming he was truly determined to do this, sighed, and shook his head, "Since you insist, I won't try to dissuade you. Actually, this Xihua Fairy isn't exactly a Great Demon, she's more of an Evil Cultivator, and your friend caught her eye. Although he might suffer a bit, for many male cultivators, that's not necessarily a bad thing. If you're only worried about your friend's life being in danger, there's no need. I only need to write a letter for you to bring to her; even if she doesn't release him, she won't harm his life."
Yang Fei was secretly pleased and asked, "Really?"
Shen Wanjing laughed, "What do I gain by lying to you?"
