Afterward.
The room was filled with steam.
A tub of costly medicinal liquid was now as clear as water.
Lü Zhong looked at Yu Feng'Er in his arms. She had been especially passionate lately, as if to make up for the guilt in her heart. Her own cultivation had stagnated for a long time as a result, and he couldn't help but comfort her softly,
"You don't have to blame yourself so much..."
Although the Beauty Pill could preserve one's looks, it also brought about the phenomenon of "self-decay."
Once self-decay began, it meant one's lifespan was completely exhausted and their life had reached its end. In such a situation, even taking a Life-extending Spiritual Object would have a greatly diminished effect.
Yu Feng'Er's shoulders trembled as she buried her head, not saying a word.
Seeing her like this, Lü Zhong had no choice but to change the subject. "How has the Commerce Association been lately?"
