"Miss Zhu, thank you for saving my life today. I don't know how to express my gratitude, and I'll never be able to repay you. If I could, I would do so in the next life too."
As soon as the girl came out, she knelt in front of Ming Jing.
She had already learned from Xie Zhen that the girl who saved her tonight was the renowned Ming Jing.
Rumors about her compassionate nature and her being the embodiment of a Bodhisattva were true.
In the night breeze, her white skirt fluttered, and her silver lotus looked pure and holy, highlighting the girl's otherworldly elegance.
Ming Jing bent down and helped her up, "You should thank your own courage."
Only because she had the courage to open the door could people outside see her.
The girl looked at the young woman in front of her with great emotion, and a tear formed in the corner of her eye.
