The woman thought of this and couldn’t help but let out a wry smile without words. "Purple chervil, do you truly not have any regrets?" She was revered as the Divine Doctor, yet no one in the world knew that she did not seek the fame of the Divine Doctor nor the praise from the outside world. Her original intention was simply to cure the person who mattered the most in her heart. But in the end, her Purple chervil, her Little Mute, had tested poisons on himself for that person and she had found herself powerless to help, completely devoid of solutions. She still remembered that when her muteness was cured, the first name she uttered was—"Yun Ge." She was satisfied and delighted, but as the battles intensified, she could only stand silently behind her, silently preparing her medicines, watching her charge into battle. Yet, whenever she saw her covered with wounds, she wished she could take the pain in her stead. Yun Ge slowly walked toward the patch of Purple chervil grass, picking seven plants to weave into a grass crown. Born with nimble fingers, she crafted a delicate crown, but in her eyes, it could not compare to the one that Little Mute had made for her, even if it was ugly. As if recalling a happy memory, the icy frost at the corners of her eyes softened slightly, yet it was at this exact moment that she suddenly spotted a figure. She focused her gaze and saw a man, prostrate on the ground. Although Yun Ge had been somewhat cold and indifferent in her ways, as if, except for her master who raised her and Purple chervil, she could not make room for anyone else in her eyes. But she had changed a lot over two years, almost to the point that she regarded money as her life. Regardless of the changes, some fundamental things that are embedded deep in her marrow still remained. She acted according to her heart and was also moved by the scenes before her, remembering the despair, helplessness, and the series of events that had occurred after being saved by Little Mute years ago. Seeing a stranger lying unconscious on the ground, she didn’t think too much and took a step forward. A sharp voice suddenly rose. Yun Ge’s eyebrows slightly furrowed as she looked towards the person indifferently, seeing the female warrior looking flustered and stammering an explanation, "This... this man’s identity is unknown. He might be a trap set by that person in the palace for us. Ever since the General left, they’ve probed us several times..." Yun Ge seemed to mock, "So what if he is, and so what if he isn’t? If I want to save him, I will rescue him, and if he survives but still harbors ulterior motives, killing him later will not be too late." The female warrior was clad in armor, which was obviously worn, hesitating as she looked towards Yun Ge. Meanwhile, the named female soldiers who had been secretly following Yun Ge also emerged from their hiding places. Yun Ge seemed to think of something and suddenly sighed, "You are all truly loyal. It’s been over two years since she left the Capital, yet you people still adhere to the orders she issued at that time." A bitter note tinged her voice, but her heart was filled with tenderness. She often followed Purple chervil to the frontlines. Fearing for her safety, Purple chervil had ordered these ten people to follow her every step to ensure her security. Even after she vanished from the Capital and the military’s morale was unstable, with many deserters, these ten and the soldiers led by them still faithfully kept to her initial orders, always guarding her safety. Yun Ge pointed to the female warrior and said, "Take him with us. I have been out for an entire year; it’s time to return to the valley. If we don’t earn some Silver, I’m afraid you will all end up drinking the Northwest wind."