Three days flashed by, and on the second floor balcony of the small building, Lu Xiao had his legs crossed on a rocking chair, humming a tune while sipping a nourishing soup.
The nourishing soup was the so-called resource provided by the Su Family.
Aside from drinking, there were medicinal liquids for baths and ointments for rubbing on the body, and even the meals had all sorts of odd ingredients added to them.
Of course, Lu Xiao was actually no stranger to these things.
Back when he was a child, his master would make him take these things every day.
After about three years, they became useless.
So, Lu Xiao didn't use the medicinal liquids or ointments, he gave them all to Guo Yan.
However, this nourishing soup tasted quite good, with a refreshing aroma of tea leaves.
Drinking a pot while enjoying the view was rather pleasant.
