"Indulging in pleasure! Wasting away the years!"
He Dingshan could not hold back any longer, so he brought out his trump card. "This old man has made great progress in cultivating the Black Turtle Water Control True Spirit Secret lately. When you have time, let us have a contest in the Lu River!"
Yue Honghai blinked and waved his hand, producing another small Porcelain Bottle. "Madam Liu often refines pills and medicines, and since my lord cannot finish them all, the leftovers are bestowed upon me."
With a stir of true qi, the stopper of the Porcelain Bottle rose slightly, revealing a narrow gap and releasing a faint medicinal fragrance.
Though it was only a wisp, the teahouse owner some distance away, who had been drowsing off, felt his body lighten and his mind clear.
Naturally, He Dingshan could tell the quality of the cultivation-enhancing pills in that bottle.
He Dingshan, "..."
Back then, weren't you the great villain who attacked Lu Zheng and the Lu River River God!? Yue Honghai and He Dingshan traded barbs for most of the day, until the middle of the afternoon, when Madam Li led Zhu Yushan and his wife out of Renxin Hall. Lu Zheng, Liu Qingyan and her father, and Du YueYao came out to see them off.
"We're leaving. No need to see us off."
"Let us meet again in midyear."
"If anything urgent arises, you may come to the Water Mansion at any time."
"Good. The same goes for us."
The two sides cupped their hands in farewell. Then Madam Li cast an Illusion Art, concealing their figures from the townsfolk's eyes, and headed toward Tonglin County's west gate in strides that covered several zhang—seemingly slow, yet truly swift.
"So, before the flood struck, the authorities already knew about