Bai Mo sat on the fishing chair, beginning to apply the Miracle Cream on his hands. Just like applying lotion, he slowly smoothed it on. A little on the backs of his hands, a little on his palms, a little on his fingers, and also between the fingers. Both hands rubbed against each other, spreading the ointment evenly, gently kneading to promote absorption.
A group of fox apprentices gathered around to watch, heads stacked on heads, eyes wide open.
They saw that the otherwise ordinary ointment, once spread on their master's hands, unexpectedly began emitting a strong medicinal aroma!
It was an emerald green aroma enveloping Bai Mo's hands, leaping and steaming like flames, then dissipating into the air.
The fox apprentices' gaze chased the dissipating aroma, watching it going from their master's hands to the air, to the winds of the sky. They felt distressed!
"It's unavoidable... Some efficacy will always be lost."
Bai Mo comforted his apprentices.
