"Huff, huff—"
Zhou Yun breathed rapidly, her heart still not quite settled after witnessing a large batch of poisonous snakes fall off the cliff in front of her, and her complexion exceptionally pale.
She knew that if Zhu Fei hadn't stepped in when he did, she might very well have met her end on this cliffside.
"Little Yun, how are you? Are you hurt?"
By that time, Lin Hao had finally dispatched the poisonous snakes in front of him and, grasping the mountaineering rope, reached Zhou Yun's side, asking with concern.
"I'm fine," Zhou Yun shook her head, then turned her grateful gaze toward Zhu Fei nearby.
Lin Hao, too, looked at Zhu Fei, then said to him, "Brother Zhu, thank you for this. You've saved my wife. From now on, I, Lin Hao, owe you my life. If you ever have any commands, I shall not dare to refuse."
"There's no need for formalities, just be more careful from here on out."
