"We can only try tomorrow!"
Xiao Yifeng's eyes slightly condensed.
"Are you willing to do that? The Thousand-Year Stone Milk in your hand is not abundant, and you'll have one drop less with every drop you give away."
Long Qian opened his mouth to say.
"Objects are inanimate, but people are living. Ji Sanniang has helped me too. How could I abandon her for a few drops of Stone Milk at such a time?"
Xiao Yifeng spoke righteously.
"You just fancy her because she's pretty and charming, so you can't bear to see her suffer like this. You want to save her, hoping to ultimately win her heart."
Long Qian unceremoniously revealed Xiao Yifeng's inner thoughts, leaving the latter's face covered in awkward lines.
As time passed, night fell in the blink of an eye.
Yanjing, Xiangxie Garden.
The villa halfway up the mountain was brightly lit. Tian Tu and Jian Yun stood outside like two statues, while Bai Yulian, Bai Yulan, and Ye Yashi were sitting inside the villa, eating and watching TV.
