"Fine, let's do that." Lu Xiaotian wasn't deliberately trying to reassure Ye Ziyu. On the journey back to Yuanling City, he had already begun to control some of the blood-essence energy and a little of his magical power. Every beginning was difficult, and Lu Xiaotian was confident he could recover on his own. It was only a matter of time.
Of course, the Snow Lodge was a quiet place, but in Lu Xiaotian's current condition, somewhere as bitterly cold as the Snow Lodge wasn't suitable. He couldn't withstand that kind of cold now.
After Lu Xiaotian moved to the Snow Lodge, Jin Yan, Duming, and the others had arranged for the main business of the Pill Workshop to move elsewhere. However, they hadn't abandoned the old workshop completely. As the place where the Nameless Pill Workshop had first made its name, they had bought it outright and used it to temporarily store low-grade herbs. Lu Xiaotian chose to return to the place where the Nameless Pill Workshop had begun, hoping to find some peace and quiet. He hadn't expected to find Hongyue there as soon as he returned.
"Sir, what happened to you? Who hurt you this badly?" As soon as Hongyue heard that Lu Xiaotian had been gravely wounded, she hurried over. Seeing him now, black as charcoal, his once-silver hair scorched black and burned away by more than half, her eyes reddened. Tears streamed down her cheeks in spite of herself.
"Did you keep my old room?" Lu Xiaotian asked.
"Yes, I kept it."
"Take me to my room. I need to heal." Lu Xiaotian spoke briefly.
"All right, all right." Hongyue nodded repeatedly and led Lu Xiaotian back to his old room.
"Brother Lu, are you sure this is your room?" Ye Ziyu was very displeased that