Night grew deep.
Chi Ye flipped over the last page of the Merit Book and suddenly felt a bit famished.
Having declined a dinner invitation from Demon King Tongtian and his daughter, Chi Ye had spent the whole day in the tent.
Apart from the half-hearted breakfast, he hadn't eaten anything all day.
Chen Yi, that rascal, was nowhere to be found.
Midway through, the maid did come in to change the pot of tea.
Chi Ye picked up the tea and drank several gulps.
The water was warm and had a subtle tea fragrance, surprisingly similar to the scent of that little maid.
After drinking half the pot, Chi Ye inexplicably felt restless.
He tossed the teapot aside, glanced at the freshly cleaned bed, his gaze darkened, and suddenly felt a scorching sensation rise from his abdomen.
This feeling... Chi Ye realized something was amiss.
He quickly channeled his energy and instantly understood.
