Ji Xinghe and the other four raised their cups in response.
She had barely taken a sip of fruit wine when she felt an intense, venomous glare.
She didn't even need to look up to know who it was. The system notifications kept sounding beside her ear.
[High Priest of the Witch Clan's affection toward you: -5.] [High Priest of the Witch Clan's affection toward you: -5.]
"Tsk, tsk, tsk~" What was the matter? She couldn't stand the sight of me, but couldn't do anything about it, so now she was angry?
What a temper.
Just then, Lan Xi approached them with a cup of fruit wine. She leaned close to Ji Xinghe's ear and whispered, "Don't worry. The High Priest wouldn't dare make a move in front of the Saintess."
Ji Xinghe nodded slightly.
"I've finished brewing the potions." As she spoke, Lan Xi took out ten bottles and handed two to each of the five women.
"Thank you all again. I owe my safe return to you. If you ever need anything, you can come to the Witch Clan. If I can help, I will."
After handing them the potions, Lan Xi returned to her seat.
Ji Xinghe checked the potions' attributes.
"Lan Xi's Exclusive Healing Potion (Unnamed): As long as you're not dead, drink me and any creature below Tier Three will fully recover, while creatures below Tier Six will recover half their health. (Including HP, mental energy, stamina, and so on.)"
Another treasure she'd been keeping under wraps. Ji Xinghe put the potions away in her inventory.
Next came the banquet's music and dancing.
Rows of young, handsome men in skimpy clothes entered the banquet hall and danced in perfect rhythm with the music.
It was quite a feast for the eyes.