"Really? That's an amazing item!"
Ye Xingguang's eyes lit up as she immediately stashed the jade ring into her pocket. Then, she addressed Leng Chenmo, "Rest assured, if I cannot save Tang Zhou's life, I will return your jade ring. I would never take your things for nothing."
Leng Chenmo didn't know if he was going mad. Tang Zhou was already dead, and the dead cannot be resurrected. However, upon hearing a girl say there's a chance to save Tang Zhou, he was actually willing to exchange the jade ring, attentively listening to her every word!
In such circumstances, rationale has long been lost. Any glimmer of hope is clung to as a life-saving straw—even for a man like him who has experienced significant ups and downs.
After all, he himself is a man reborn after death.
"Miss Ye, now, can you talk? Is there any chance to save Tang Zhou?"
Ye Xingguang's voice was full of confidence and arrogance: "Of course there is, have you ever heard of a regret medicine?"
