"Zheng, Zheng!"
When Yuan called out, Zheng Fa had just swallowed a Purple Cloud Pill, and as she walked in, her gaze fixed intently on the pill bottle in his hand.
"Sister Yuan?"
Seeing the look on her face, Zheng Fa assumed she was envious.
It's probably been thousands of years since the Jiushan Sect saw a disciple who ate Spirit Pills like candy, like Zheng Fa did.
Even with a good relationship, it's normal to feel envious when you see such a disparity in treatment.
Sister Yuan glanced at the pill bottle, then at Zheng Fa, and suddenly asked, "Tasty?"
"Ah?"
"Can you describe the flavor of these elixirs? Are they sweet or salty, and do they smell good?" Zheng Fa distinctly heard Yuan gulp.
"..."
I had thought too highly of Sister Yuan... She's just greedy!
"...Sister, what do you want with me?"
