The Pill
編集者: Henyee Translations
Dongfang Ziyun wasn't the only one who felt that way.
Many people stared at Feng Wu's storage pouch in jealousy.
Feng Xun smirked. "That's from Boss Jun, and it has his personal inscriptions on it. Do you want to take it by force?"
Dongfang Ziyun stared at Feng Xun in disbelief.
If the pouch had the crown prince's personal inscriptions on it, he would know when the pouch was taken by force.
Dongfang Ziyun was even more jealous.
She stared at Feng Wu. "What's your relationship with His Royal Highness?!"
Feng Wu ignored her.
She was concentrating on her refinement process.
The Semi-Divine enhancement liquid wasn't that easy to make, but the process had been shortened significantly after her improvement the night before.
Little Phoenix breathed fire at the cauldron, and Feng Wu adjusted the materials. Their work was in perfect harmony.
Dongfang Ziyun couldn't watch anymore.