"The young lady might be cold. You should take care and make sure she doesn't catch a chill." Song Xiaodong said to Fang Xiaoyu and Zhou Mei.
Li Wenxin and Li Wendao also followed and exited Miss Zhang's room.
"Mr. Song, are you leaving tomorrow?" Li Wenxin asked Li Wendao.
"Yes." Song Xiaodong replied.
"Let's have a talk in the meditation room."
Li Wenxin and Song Xiaodong sat together again, discussing philosophy and the Way.
"This batch of elixirs is for the Taoist priest." Song Xiaodong took out a gourd and handed it to Li Wenxin.
Li Wenxin took it, opened it, and poured a pill into his hand.
Li Wenxin's eyes gleamed slightly.
"Mr. Song, what you give me is ten years of longevity. Are you really willing, Mr. Song?" Li Wenxin asked Song Xiaodong.
"It's just a gamble, willing to accept the loss." Song Xiaodong said calmly.
