The Far-Sight Pill had always been Hanyu's deepest obsession. Pretty Widow had already taken two pills, so no matter what, he had to arrange for the blind man to open his eyes and face his life properly before it could be called perfect.
At the very least, it would be nice to keep his eyes open and compare sizes with the widow!
Just imagining the blind man and the widow going off together to relieve themselves was thrilling enough. With his eyes closed, there was the widow; but once he opened them, what kind of bull, horse, ghost, or monster would he see...
The Far-Sight Pill—this blind man was taking it.
Hanyu came forward with the pill in hand. Poison Bat staggered to his feet, his face filled with disbelief. In just two days, this brat's fire control had become impossible to guard against. He could even pursue people through the air, and was actually faster than someone in the Peeping God Realm.
Pretty Widow looked at the pill in Hanyu's hand, panic showing on her face. What kind of pill was that? Recalling all the changes in her own body, she began imagining all sorts of terrifying scenes.
For example, Poison Bat wearing rouge and a bright red robe, raising his orchid fingers while his enormous bell-like eyes repeatedly made seductive gestures...
For example, Poison Bat squatting to urinate from then on!
For example, the burden on Poison Bat's chest becoming even more magnificent than hers...
The more she imagined, the more horrified she became. She looked at Hanyu as though she were looking at a vicious ghost.
"Blind Man, run!"
She flew toward Poison Bat while shouting herself hoarse.
After scooping Poison Bat up, she was about to flee, but how could Hanyu let them get away? He