Though still seated cross-legged, his entire demeanor was like that of an old man, a spent candle in the wind, no longer displaying the elegant grace of a Nascent Soul True Master.
Realizing Luo Chen's gaze upon him, Tian Yezi slowly opened his eyes.
"Isn't it half a month until the next blood draw?"
Luo Chen's lips curled slightly, "I need an explanation!"
Tian Yezi's expression stiffened.
Then, struggling to raise his head, he met Luo Chen's gaze, a bitter smile on his lips.
"I did not expect you to figure it out so quickly!"
Luo Chen frowned, "That Green Phoenix Gentle Wind?"
"Yes."
