It was late at night by the time he finished drinking with Xiong Tianfang. Feng Hao, feeling dizzy, returned to the pharmacy and went straight up to his room.
The sallow-faced woman in the room across from his was still quiet, which couldn't help but make him a little worried. 'Did something go wrong with the antidote I concocted? No, I should go check on her.'
Still dizzy, he made his way to the door of the west-facing room. After a moment's hesitation, he knocked.
KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK... KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK...
But there was still no response from inside. This made Feng Hao even more worried, and in his anxious state, he took out the room key, opened the door, and rushed in.
However, what greeted him was the sallow-faced woman's bone-thin, delicate body and a sharp Sword Qi hurtling toward his face.
"You shameless fiend, get out!" the sallow-faced woman shouted, her eyes filled with shame and fury as she glared at Feng Hao through gritted teeth.
