Chapter 62 - Where Are You Going, My Friend? (1/2)

Chapter 62: Where Are You Going, My Friend?

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

The ceramic bottle in his hands was still warm and the warmth continued to spread over Liu Huo’s palms. He lifted his head and looked at Ji Fengyan’s smiling small face, as he glanced at the beads of sweat trickling down her forehead.

“I know,” Liu Huo looked down and it was unclear what he was thinking.

“Then you can leave first, I still have to tidy up the place,” Ji Fengyan smiled as she said.

Liu Huo also did not say anything and quietly left. Only when he reached the doorstep did he suddenly stop in his tracks and turned around to look Ji Fengyan who returned to the pile of medicinal herbs. His expression seemed complicated. After looking for a while, he finally left.

As for Ji Fengyan:

After plucking some medicinal herbs, she stood up again and returned to the cauldron to dig up the pile of elixirs that had filled the cauldron.

The quant.i.ty was so huge that it made people lost for words.

“Darn it! It was really time consuming to refine so many at one go, it’s better for me to do it in separate batches next time,” Ji Fengyan poured the elixirs into different bottles and prepared to bring it to Linghe and the others to share with them.

Anyone with injuries could use it for recovery, and anyone without injuries can still use it for strengthening their bodies!

One could hardly imagine…

This situation of Ji Fengyan refining elixirs by convenience, was understood differently by a gorgeous young boy.

If that person had known that Ji Fengyan had busied herself an entire afternoon to refine not only that bottle in his hands but also 20 other similar bottles, who knew how he would feel…

Ji Fengyan also casually took a bottle to feed Bai Ze whereas a misunderstanding continued on silently.

The next morning, Linghe had already made all the necessary preparations. He gathered a few subordinates and left only a few men at the residence to guard the place. Every one of them wiped their weapons so clean that they were s.h.i.+ning, as if they were just waiting for that day to fight for Ji Fengyan.

But…