This time, Hong Ling had no assortment of men around her, only a grown man dressed in black, standing silently a short distance behind her.
Su Jiu studied the man. She recognized his aura; he was the man from the Wuyi Tribe who had once been locked inside a box.
She had always thought he had slipped away afterward, never expecting him to follow Hong Ling to the Azure Tide Sect.
She was still somewhat surprised that he had ultimately chosen to stay with Hong Ling.
Hong Ling plucked a grape and was just about to pop it into her mouth...
"Eating too many grapes is bad for your health."
Hong Ling looked at the grape in her hand and immediately lost the desire to eat it.
"You said male companions were bad for me and drove every last one of mine away."
"You said hitting people was bad and took away my whip."
"Now you're going to start controlling what I eat, too?"
The man's voice remained calm. "Those who cultivate immortality should not eat in the first place, in order to maintain the purity of their bodies and their affinity for spiritual qi."
His words left Hong Ling utterly deflated. She pointed at the man behind her. "You win!"
The man remained expressionless, like a puppet.
Her gaze shifted to Su Jiu, who was walking into the great hall.
Her eyes lit up in a flash.
"How are you feeling now?" There was no trace of Hong Ling's earlier languor; she even walked straight down the steps.
Without wasting words, Su Jiu took out the final medicinal ingredient.
"True Lord Hong Ling, I'll leave the rest to you." This was as much as she could do for Mian Mian.
Hong Ling's expression turned serious. Even knowing that the