"Thank you, Miss Xia." Yang Yuqing bowed deeply to Xia Mian, his attitude extremely devout.
Xia Mian nodded gently towards Yang Yuqing, "Your vengeance has been avenged. I'll send you on your way."
Xia Mian's voice was low and gentle, slowly entering Yang Yuqing's ears.
Yang Yuqing pursed his lips, a trace of hesitation showing on his face, "Miss Xia, I have one last request..."
Xia Mian gave Yang Yuqing a deep look, "You want to see your parents?"
Though phrased as a question, the attitude was affirmative.
A trace of excitement appeared on Yang Yuqing's face, "Yes, I ask Miss Xia to make it happen!"
His great vengeance had been avenged, his divine soul showing signs of dispersing.
If not for Xia Mian's help, his divine soul might not reach Beijing before completely dissipating.
Xia Mian's expression became solemn, "Alright!"
In this world, family, friendship, and love are the hardest to part with.
