Guizhong

At the moment where Quizhong felt that death was knocking on the door, a strange young woman with long, wavy hair saved her and healed her wounds, her gaze was cold, but still the color of her eyes resembled sea

"Who are you?" It was the only thing the Goddess asked, it was not every day that she would meet such an enigmatic young woman

Quizhong: Why did you save me?