In Bai Jiao's astonished gaze, Shen Qiang awkwardly wiped away the tea, while fighting back a laugh.
"It was clearly a failed Pei Yuan Pill, yet it was claimed to be a top-grade one. Bai Jiao couldn't possibly think that this pill is better than the one I refined, could she? If she really thought that, it would be utterly speechless."
While Shen Qiang pondered this, he saw the embarrassed Bai Jiao handing him her white handkerchief from her right wrist.
Shen Qiang accepted it with a smile.
The handkerchief was soft to the touch, carrying the faint scent of Bai Jiao's body fragrance.
As he wiped his hands and pants, Shen Qiang laughed self-deprecatingly, "Sorry, I was a bit out of sorts there."
Bai Jiao cast a coquettish glance at Shen Qiang and chuckled, "You're really something, getting all worked up over a single top-grade Pei Yuan Pill."
Shen Qiang laughed.
