Song Wen looked weary. Rubbing his aching old waist, he gazed at Lan Chen, who had entwined herself with him for half a month, his Adam's apple bobbing slightly.
"Lan Chen, I'm returning to my cave abode."
Lan Chen lay sprawled across the bed, her jade-like body and disheveled black hair making her seem as though she had been pulled apart at the seams, utterly without strength.
Hearing Song Wen's words, a cyan pill suddenly appeared in her hand, and she swallowed it.
After spending another half a cup of tea's time refining the pill, her delicate body, limp as mud, immediately came back to life. She turned over and sat up.
Song Wen's brow twitched, and he could not help taking half a step back.
She only needed to take a pill to replenish her stamina. He, on the other hand, had no pills that could restore him so quickly.
Besides...
Too much familiarity bred weariness!
People always needed a little novelty.
Lan Chen stepped down barefoot and lazily stretched. Her slender waist unfurled like a willow branch, while the waves before her chest rose and fell.
She took out several new garments and put them on.
As for the old clothes, they had long been torn to shreds.
By her own hand.
"Then I'll return to Jade Spirit Palace."
With that, she tidied her clothing and disordered black hair, then started walking away.
"Don't make me wait thirteen years again next time. Remember to come see me often."
Her voice lingered in the air, but Lan Chen's figure had already vanished without a trace.
"Hah!"
Song Wen let out a long breath of foul air, flipped his hand, and took out a communication jade slip, beginning to send a message.
[Friend Bai Wei, it has been many years