“This… sir, my name is Ye Wu, and this is my younger brother, Ye Du. Thank you for saving us.”
Seeing the projection from the communication talisman fade away, the older sister Ye Wu cautiously spoke to Jiang Li, testing the waters.
“I…”
Ye Wu wanted to say something about repaying Jiang Li’s kindness, but when she remembered she was merely a lowly First-Tier Enhancer, she knew there was nothing she could offer him. Even offering her body was impossible—she knew her worth.
She did have a beautiful face, but after struggling through ten years in this ruined world, her body was covered in scars from countless wounds. Beneath the reinforced suit and inner garments, her flesh was an ugly map of marks and cuts, laced with tight bands of muscle.
She had heard that those great figures in the Five Districts only liked soft, fragrant girls—the kind that still looked untouched by hardship. A body like hers, no matter how strong or skilled, would never appeal to such people.