Roofside Half-Gourd of Wine

The old courtyard of the Worship Hall was quiet at night.

Yuan Yu leaned against the roof ridge, with an empty Wine Gourd beside him. He had waited less than fifteen minutes when a streak of golden light swept past the courtyard wall.

Qian Renxue landed on the other side of the roof.

She did not maintain Xue Qinghe's appearance. Her Golden Hair fell down her back, and after changing out of the Crown Prince's formal attire, she wore only a white outfit suited for movement. The Six-Winged Angel's aura was completely concealed by her Spirit Bone, while Snake Lance Douluo was also blocking outside detection for her.

"You're late," Yuan Yu said.

"I first met with the Spirit Hall's receiving Bishop as Xue Qinghe, then went to see the injured Royal Knights."

Qian Renxue walked over and sat beside him, taking half a Wine Gourd from her Soul Tool.

Yuan Yu recognized the scratches on it at a glance.

"That jug of Green Bamboo Brew from six years ago?"

"Half of it is left."

"You really managed to keep it."

"Someone said he was going out to play for a few days, then didn't come back for six years. I could only keep it for him."

Yuan Yu rubbed his nose and reached for the Wine Gourd.

Qian Renxue did not immediately give it to him. "Are your injuries healed?"

"My meridians have recovered, and my Soul Power has risen by one rank."

"Your right hand."

Yuan Yu handed it over.

The newly grown skin at the base of his thumb was still reddish, with a tiny crack along the edge. Qian Renxue took medicine and clean Bandage from her Soul Tool, then lowered her head and rewrapped it for him.

"Hu Liena didn't treat it for you?"

"She