Wei Li felt no need to thank anyone at this moment. It was not out of ingratitude, but rather because the mere appearance of the other party made it clear that no thanks were expected.
She remembered what Shen Han had said earlier. His position was crystal clear: he was merely a sword. Whomever the young girl wanted him to kill, he would kill. Since Li Qingyuan was the wielder of this peerless divine sword, Wei Li saw no reason to thank the weapon itself; doing so would actually go against the sword's own will.
"But I am still incredibly grateful," Wei Li murmured, slowly feeling her strength return as she looked at the masses of dead bodies before her.
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