Hearing the woman's words, the three men all took a sharp intake of breath.
No wonder Tang Shichu's complexion had completely changed in just a moment.
Looking at him now with the poison sucked out, he appeared to be much better than before.
Tang Shichu looked at the woman in front of him with gratitude, at a loss for what to say.
In the end, he hesitated before managing to utter two words, "Thank you."
The woman responded indifferently and distantly, "No need to be polite."
She seemed about to turn and leave again, when, perhaps driven by instinct, Tang Shichu reached out and grabbed her arm.
"I apologize for being forward, but may I ask your honored surname?"
A woman suddenly appeared in this ravine, alone at that, which was quite baffling.
If they parted ways now, there was no guarantee they would meet again. This woman had saved Tang Shichu's life, and he felt the need to repay the debt of gratitude.
