The agile woman in crimson armor and a black cloak who had escorted Wang Shouye away was naturally no stranger. She was Wang Shouye's Fourth Sister, Wang Luotong.
Wang Luotong was now twenty-seven or twenty-eight, yet she looked no more than twenty-four or twenty-five.
Her bearing had grown increasingly composed and alluring, like a peach bearing fatal seduction. Yet the faint killing aura she inadvertently revealed gave her the dangerous air of a savage beast.
She was now completely different from the somewhat delicate, somewhat aggrieved young girl who had once stood before Wang Shouzhe.
"Fourth Sister."
The moment he returned to his room, Wang Shouye respectfully bowed to Wang Luotong. Then he took out his treasured spirit tea and began brewing tea for his sister.
Though he was a direct descendant of the Wang Clan, his treatment in this pill workshop was no different from that of Alchemists at the same level, and his room was also standard issue.
Still, his room had been arranged with great care. A few simple furnishings and several calligraphy paintings created a warm atmosphere, making it clear that he had put considerable thought into it.
This also reflected Wang Shouye's character from another angle: patient, meticulous, able to endure hardship, and ingenious in the smallest details.
That was also why Wang Shouzhe had singled him out from among so many Wang Clan descendants to study alchemy.
After brewing the tea with flowing, seamless movements, Wang Shouye presented the teacup to Wang Luotong with both hands. "Fourth Sister, shouldn't preparations for the Autumn-Winter Hunt be underway at this time of year? How did you find the time to visit me today?"
The Autumn-Winter Hunt had always been a traditional hunting festival among Profound Martial Aristocratic Clans.
First, it supplemented the clan's spirit food. Second,