As he spoke, a trace of tenderness appeared in Shi Feiyang's eyes, the joy and anticipation of becoming a father. He gently leaned down, moving so softly as if afraid of disturbing the little life inside, placing his face against Liu Tingting's belly, trying to listen to the stirrings of new life.
At this moment, he seemed to have forgotten the bloodshed and shadows of the Jianghu, immersing himself only in the joy of fatherhood.
In the blink of an eye, he quietly reached into the mysterious deerskin pouch at his waist, a pouch that appeared ordinary but seemed to hold endless secrets. From it, he took out three Xu Fu Immortal Pills, each pill emitting a gentle light and a mysterious aura.
He solemnly placed the Immortal Pills into Liu Tingting's hands, his eyes filled with care and expectation.
Liu Tingting took the three Immortal Pills, and a hint of joy flashed in her eyes, like a meteor streaking across the night sky, fleeting yet covered by an almost imperceptible greed.
