Feng Moxi nodded slightly, indicating she understood.
Suddenly, she pulled a Vermilion Fruit from her robes, offering it to him with a smile. "Third Brother, I picked this fruit. Have a taste, won't you?"
The Vermilion Fruit had a gentle nature and could alleviate the pain of the wounded.
"CRUNCH!"
Feng Moxi stayed with Ouyang Feng the entire afternoon. When she walked out of the small side courtyard,
she saw Ouyang Qingcheng standing ramrod straight like a pine tree under the archway, waiting in silence.
Before this, Ouyang Qinglong, Ouyang Chen, Ouyang Che, Lu Ruci, and Song Youxia hadn't left either; they were all standing guard from a distance.
They only left, relieved, after the atmosphere in the room had eased.
"Dad, what is it?"
A faint smile appeared on Ouyang Qingcheng's stiff face. "How is he?"
Feng Moxi explained what she had learned, then tentatively asked:
"Weren't there any suitable elixirs in that Space Ring from last time?"
