Ouyang Ge knelt on the ground trembling, "Sect Leader, yesterday I failed to save Young Master Jiang, but a young girl somehow managed to save him."
Jing Zhimei's hand that was arranging flowers halted, and a flower was snipped off directly by her.
Her gaze, cold as ice, shot towards the kneeling Ouyang Ge, "What did you say?"
Ouyang Ge's cold sweat kept pouring out as he trembled and quickly said, "It... it was a girl no more than twenty years old who saved Young Master Jiang. Despite the fact that Young Master Jiang was in a critical state, even bleeding profusely, somehow that girl managed to save him in just a short amount of time."
Jing Zhimei's expression darkened, and she stood up and slowly approached Ouyang Ge. Suddenly, she fiercely kicked Ouyang Ge, "Waste, someone from my Divine Doctor Sect failed to save the man that an unknown girl managed to rescue! Drag him away!"
