Soon.
Qing Qianxue walked in alone, one step at a time.
As always, he wore plain robes, his white hair paired with the mask Chu Youning had given him. Even his gait seemed little different from before.
[Holy moly, hadn't this guy's body recovered after the poison was cured? Didn't his hair turn black again, too?]
[It's only been a few days since I last saw him. How come he's back to looking so sickly? Could years of illness have left him weak enough that he still needs some serious nourishment?]
[Boohoo... white hair looks good too, but Qing Qianxue, you brat, give me back my spirited little puppy! This lump of ice is no fun at all!!!]
Chu Youning looked at Qing Qianxue, her expression unruffled, though a chill swept through her heart.
"System, he isn't really that weak, is he? Can he build his strength back up? I don't care how wonderful a man is-if he's all looks and no performance, I don't want him!"
[...]
The system fell silent for two seconds, then slowly began examining Qing Qianxue's body.
After a long while, it said slowly:
[Rest assured, host. His constitution is somewhat weak, but with better food in his daily diet, he will gradually regain his strength. Also... as for his current appearance, his white hair was probably deliberately induced with medicine, and his unsteady steps are an act.]
"Oh, good, then."
Chu Youning gave a small nod.
Watching Chu Youning out of the corner of his eye, Qing Qianxue had initially wanted to curl his thin lips into a faint smile as her outrageous thoughts rang out.
But... he still caught that fleeting trace of disdain in the little girl's eyes as she looked him up and down.
*No, I'll have