The meatball continued to lower its head as if it was protesting, but its protest was futile. It could only obediently let Ah Chen take it away.
*
The night deepened. Feng Chuge sat cross-legged on the bed and exercised the spiritual power in his body.
Ever since she came into contact with the charms master, she could clearly feel that her spiritual power had increased greatly. At the same time, the spiritual energy in his body seemed to be getting thicker and thicker.
After circulating his spiritual power for a few cycles, Feng Chuge opened his eyes and let out a breath of turbid air.
She had a feeling that her ling power wasn't peaceful recently and was about to advance.
However, advancing…He had to find a breakthrough point first.
Footsteps suddenly sounded from outside, followed by a female voice. "Miss Feng…"
"Come in-"
"Miss Feng, our Eldest Miss is looking for you to apologize."The servant girl outside said shakily.