Night.
Xiao Nan Mountain.
Ye Yuan's entire body was submerged in the medicinal bath Old Hao had prepared for him.
The liquid was dark green and looked somewhat disgusting.
But only after soaking in it did he realize—
just how nourishing this medicinal bath was for the body.
At that moment, Ye Yuan
felt as though he had endless strength.
"How is it? Feels pretty good, doesn't it?"
Old Hao sat not far away, smugly showing off his medicinal bath.
"Mm! It's great! Really comfortable—much better than soaking in hot water."
By then, Ye Yuan had completely let down his guard around the old man.
Ever since Old Hao had treated him with acupuncture that afternoon,
Ye Yuan had felt deeply guilty.
An old man he had never even known before
had exhausted himself so severely just to treat him.
Ye Yuan had never expected that.
Before this,
he had thought it was merely a transaction.
Only now did he realize
that he had been wrong.
Given Old Hao's standing,
there had been no need for him to do this.
That was why Ye Yuan finally understood
that everything before had merely been Old Hao's way of playing through life.
"Don't overthink it, kid. This is just a transaction between us."
Old Hao noticed the change in Ye Yuan's attitude toward him
and did not forget to remind him.
"Fine, fine! Whatever you say, old man!"
Ye Yuan replied perfunctorily.
By then, he had more or less come to understand the old man's temperament.
"Mm! That's more like it! Oh, right, I'm almost out of that mountain tea your little girlfriend gave me.
Want me to give you a chance to show yourself off?"
Old Hao picked up the teapot in front of him.
He suddenly remembered that there was