This Liu Sumeng was stand-offish.
Yuan Xuelan finally accepted the pill offered to him and asked for the Ivory Sword Saint to wait outside for him.
He groaned, waiting for effects to take place and chase away the nausea. In the end, the black-robed Sumeng relented no information and left Xuelan purposely in the dark. Yuan Xuelan couldn't tell if it was the bite of a hangover that clouded his perception or if it was genuine anger that flared as time elapsed in this strange Sumeng's presence.
Couldn't this black-robed Sumeng at least hide the fact that he was keeping things from Yuan Xuelan? So blatantly holding back information like that…it left a sour taste in his mouth and made him scowl.
Yuan Xuelan threw his legs over the bed and groaned, the throb in his head still thunderous.
Speaking of which…
