Before her body could hit the ground, two arms caught her from behind.
"Sister Yun… did I succeed?" Qi Ling had a mournful smile on her lips, and her pale face was drained of color. Her breathing was very weak, as though she would disappear at any moment.
Yun Luofeng quickly pulled out a stalk of spirit herb from the space to feed it to her. When she consumed the spirit herb, she slowly recovered.
"Yes, you succeeded. You are no longer a trash."
Yun Luofeng's words did not make Qi Ling happy. She lowered her head and dejectedly said, "If I was old enough back then, I absolutely wouldn't have let Auntie Yun take a risk. She wouldn't leave my brother and me then…"
