Two days later.
The sky is slightly clear, and the sunlight is just right.
Lu Yuan sits under the corridor pavilion outside his room, the autumn wind blowing gently, rustling the curtains and bringing a refreshing coolness.
At the end of summer and the beginning of autumn, outside in the garden pond, the insects are releasing their last bit of enthusiasm, screeching loudly.
However, this symphony in the courtyard fails to attract the attention of the master in the pavilion, not even a glance.
Lu Yuan's gaze is firmly fixed on the jade bottle on the table in front of him. Under the translucent warm white jade, one can see the brilliant red inside the bottle.
Taking a deep breath, he opens the jade bottle, and a wave of exotic fragrance greets him. Inside the bottle, there are five peanut-sized red pills lying quietly.
This is the result of his efforts during this time.
