“Really? You won't go back on your word?’
The young girl looked at Fane and asked with doubts plastering on her face.
"Don’t worry. You have my word!"
Fane shot her a soft smile, he then flipped his palm and took out a healing pill, throwing it to the young girl. “You're injured, so take this healing pill. I made it myself."
"Humph, what if you are lying to me and this is some poisonous pill?"
The girl snorted coldly, and her eyes showed a hint of defensiveness.
"Heh? Now that you’re badly injured, if I want to kill you, I could just do it right now. Why would I waste this so-called poison
pill of mine? Isn't that unnecessary?"
Fane chuckled; he did not know whether to cry or to laugh at the girl's way of thinking.
The young girl frowned, and only then swallowed the pill reluctantly.
"Let me tell you this, I belong to one of the Nine Armies. Outside this forest, there are nine fortresses nearby, which are the Nine Armies. The martial practitioners of these Nine Armies will come to this forest to look for spirited grasses and resources for training and cultivation when they are free! So, at first, I thought that you were people from one of these Nine Armies, but apparently, I've thought it wrong!" The young girl looked at Fane and explained.
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