"I don't mind killing you to make a statement, but I can't let Yu Er's knees get scarred," Mu Anhan said generously, "Come upstairs with me to get it!"
"Thank you, madam!" Tang Haolang's heart felt a million points of damage. Truly, if you're not family, you won't enter the house? Everyone wants to kill him to make a statement, what did he do wrong?
However, after receiving it, he was deeply moved, "Madam, where did this come from?"
There was no production label, no ingredient introduction, just contained in a small white porcelain bottle, filled with an ancient and classic aroma.
Mu Anhan wanted to take it back, "If you don't trust it, then give it back to me!"
"How could I not trust madam? I just want to be an apprentice and learn the craft!" Tang Haolang held it tightly in his arms.
Mu Anhan's master only took her as a disciple and forbade her from telling anyone, otherwise, they would sever their master-disciple relationship.
