Ye Nolisi was watering his plants. He was taking life easy, spending some time with his eldest aunt and Ye Kongru, then cultivating sometimes and then thinking of life philosophy.
As he was doing his work, he turned his gaze towards the path where people came up on the hill.
He saw a woman; a woman, barely recognizable as human, staggered towards him. Her body was covered in blood, a deep crimson that seemed to flow endlessly from her forehead and thighs. A wound on her chest gaped open, its jagged edges oozing with dark red liquid. Her once beautiful blonde hair was pulled back in a ponytail, now matted with gore. As she took another step forward, her legs gave out, and she collapsed onto the ground with a sickening thud.
Now, should I save this woman or not? Who is she?