"Oh?" Lu Tong showed no gratitude, "But today, I ended up in danger because I saved the Princess Consort. Moreover, as a mere commoner, my life is not as valuable as that of the Princess Consort and her daughter. If you calculate it, you owe me more favors," she said.
When she spoke of the value of lives, her tone was calm, but her eyes could not hide a trace of disgust.
Pei Yunmeng's eyes twitched with amusement, and he teased with a smile, "Who said that, Doctor Lu? How can you see life as having different levels of value?"
"The fortunate are served by others, while the less fortunate serve. The Princess Consort is served by others, I serve others—that is the distinction between noble and humble," she said.
His smile faded slightly, "Is that so vulgar?"
"Poor people are always vulgar," she replied.
He nodded, leaned forward slightly, his black eyes fixated on Lu Tong, his lips curving into a smile.