Ling Zihan ignored the gaze fixed on him, his tone indifferent. "It was just a small favor."
"Even if it was a small favor to you, for me and Comrade Song, it was a life-saving grace. Consider me in your debt."
Gu Qingya still felt a lingering fear when she thought about today’s events. If Song Zhishu hadn't appeared first to block the attackers, she wouldn't be standing here unscathed. There were many of them, and while Song Zhishu could hold his own in a fight, he was only one man against many; he simply couldn't best them all. Fortunately, Ling Zihan had arrived. She hadn't expected him to be so skilled—this man was no ordinary person. If she could befriend him, it would be a form of insurance for her future trips to the black market. But that would have to wait until Song Zhishu recovered; she couldn't go back to the black market in the short term, anyway.
Chapter 57