Ning Cheng nodded honestly, "Yes, it was I who saved you. Your body had fallen into an unconscious state, and your soul was dissipating. If I hadn't intervened, you might have perished."
Ning Cheng wasn't trying to take credit for himself; he was worried that this woman might accuse him of offending her and then attack him. He had seen such things before; Nalan Ruxue was also someone he had saved. And what was the result? Not only was she ungrateful, but she also nearly got her master to kill him.
"Thank you, my name is Yan Xishuang." The woman said and then stood up.
Ning Cheng had thought he would need to talk more, but this female cultivator named Yan Xishuang didn't seem to care at all. Not only that, even with him there, she dared to stand up without a stitch on.
Yan Xishuang didn't mind Ning Cheng's astonished gaze. In front of him, she cast a few Dust-Removing Spells on herself and then produced a set of clothes from her hands.
