Zhao Hongfu held a bowl of decoction and fed it to Zhu Honggong spoonful by spoonful. She said, "Your injuries are very serious. Don't move recklessly."
Zhu Honggong chuckled and said, "This is a small problem. With my master's healing technique, I'll be able to jump around in seconds."
"The runic passage is already half completed. We'll be able to return soon," Zhao Hongfu said.
"No, we can wait a little longer," Zhu Honggong said, "In any case, we still have a little profound microstones left…"
Zhao Hongfu asked, "Why do your words change every day? You're the one who said we should leave soon, and now, you're saying we can wait. Oh, I understand now! Is it because you discovered you have many beautiful fans now after becoming famous?"
"What beautiful fans? They don't exist in my heart. My heart only has my master and his mission. I don't dare to forget this," Zhu Honggong said.
