"It's her..."
You Su vaguely guessed something, but still couldn't confirm it clearly, so he quickly infused Profound Qi into Qu Zhaixing to help him temporarily stabilize.
"You wanted to help Ao Yunlie, why didn't you say so earlier!"
"I... cough cough... I did say..."
Qu Zhaixing's lips trembled; seeing someone finally willing to save him and listen to his explanation, his eyes were filled with extreme sorrow, yet no tear could be forced out.
"You said? How could it be that no one heard you?"
You Su anxiously took out a bottle of precious white spirit fruit nectar, and to let Qu Zhaixing have the strength to speak, he straightforwardly poured more than half of the bottle down Qu Zhaixing's throat.
Qu Zhaixing coughed violently but clearly his body regained some vitality. His fingers clutched tightly around You Su's forearm, unwilling to let go, as if he was an aggrieved victim who finally found justice.
