Before Shen Luo got on the carriage, the monks who had been fighting in the valley earlier all came over to greet him, expressing both heartfelt gratitude and, in some cases, a bit of excessive flattery in their words.
He listened to each of them, responding politely.
Among the last to arrive was a woman in a red dress who respectfully bowed to him for the first time.
"I must apologize to you, Brother Shen, for being ill-tempered before. The favor you did me by saving my life is something I will always remember. If given a chance, I will repay it a hundredfold." Xie Yuxin looked sincerely at Shen Luo as she spoke.
"It was nothing, no need to make a big deal out of it." Shen Luo responded with a bow and a smile.
"What's trivial to Brother Shen was a matter of life and death to me," Xie Yuxin remarked solemnly.
Seeing the earnestness in her words, Shen Luo couldn't help but stroke his chin in contemplation.
