Mu Tu glanced at Han Yan again, more precisely at the water pouch on Han Yan's waist, feeling both excited and envious, constantly swallowing his saliva.
"Uncle Mu Tu, this spring water can greatly enhance strength, you should have some too. But don't drink too much, otherwise your body won't be able to handle it and it would lead to death." Han Yan found Mu Tu's ravenous expression amusing and poured him a cup of spring water.
Since the spring water has its limit, drinking more is just wasteful and only increases pain, so she wasn't stingy. Besides, although the Blood Wind Thieves have been repelled by the Little Auspicious Beast, who knows if they will come back? She can't be like Ye Yi'an, staying here forever. If she can help them improve their strength, she'll be at ease.
"Alright, thank you, great one, thank you," Mu Tu's eyes were squinted in joy as he cheerfully received the cup and downed it in one gulp.
