Qin Wan arrived at the mountain's foot town and said to the girl beside her, "Miss, what is your name? I owe you my life for today's rescue, and I will come to thank you with my daughter tomorrow."
"I'm Song You. There's no need to thank me; anyone would have helped in such a situation."
Qin Wan wanted to say more, but Song You turned and walked up the mountain.
Soon, her figure vanished on the mountain path.
She did not take the scenic trail but the perilous paths deep within the mountains.
Qin Wan smiled helplessly. "What a kind-hearted girl."
Seeing the town's lights, she finally felt at ease.
Now that her nerves were not so tense, Qin Wan felt a pang of pain from the wound on her shoulder.
When she returned to the hotel, Song You came back to the spot where she'd encountered Qin Wan.
The dead wolf on the road had already turned into a skeleton.
Song You kicked the bones into the bushes beside the path, letting them roll down the mountain.
