The man slumped against the bed as he bit clenched his teeth.
Soon, the stoves were placed in the room as the servants hurriedly closed all windows and the door. The sudden increase in temperature forced both Jun Xian and the man to circulate their spiritual energy and soon they were each covered in a thin cloak to protect themselves from the extreme heat.
Jun Qing's sweat mixed with black substance came trickling out and he was completely drenched. It was as though he had just been fished out from a pool of water. Those sweat beads that dripped onto the floor evaporated quickly and soon the room was filled with steam.
A creaking sound was heard as Jun Wu Xie entered the room with a bowl of her own concoction as the little black cat stayed by her side.
Without paying heed to anyone, she marched straight up to Jun Qing.
Suddenly, she felt a strong grip on her wrist. The man had rushed forward in an attempt to stop her.
