While Ye Wutian was staring in a trance, the woman furrowed her delicate brows and spoke in a weak, ethereal voice, "Young man, could you perhaps come over and help this lady?"
Ye Wutian shuddered, suddenly regained his senses, swallowed his saliva, and cautiously asked, "Who are you? Why are you here?" As he spoke, he did not forget to extend his spiritual power to observe the movements around him.
"I am merely a Scattered Immortal. This morning, I intended to cross this mountain to head to Windsand Town, but unexpectedly, as I passed by this place, I found myself stuck in a quagmire, unable to move even an inch," the woman said enticingly, her voice soft and gentle.
At this time, Little Hei on his shoulder glared furiously at the woman, incessantly chirping loudly.
The woman glanced at Little Hei and a fleeting, fierce glint appeared in her eyes.
