Buying a Spirit Pet for My Son

They hadn't seen each other many times before, and even when they did, they didn't communicate much.

A scene flashed through Gu Qingluan's mind.

In her younger days, Gu Qingluan had gone to the mountains to pick herbs to earn money. She had almost been assaulted by several men when a bright and stunning girl in a red dress suddenly appeared and drove the men away, saving her.

"Ah, it seems like that did happen!" Tang Shijun blinked her eyes. "So, that girl was you!"

Gu Qingluan nodded.

The original owner of her body couldn't cultivate and only knew a little martial arts. She couldn't defend herself in such situations, and even now, Gu Qingluan could vaguely sense the despair she felt back then.

Although Tang Shijun only helped out because she couldn't tolerate such things, for the original owner, it was a deeper gratitude than a lifesaving favor.