"Phew…"
Lu Sheng sat on a pile of grass behind the carriage. He looked to the skies and sighed.
The weather was as fickle as a child's expression. It was clear as far as the eyes could see just moments ago, but it was gloomy and dark now.
"Rumble…"
Thunder rumbled in the skies. It appeared as if it was going to rain.
"It's time to take the pills again."
Lu Sheng straightened up and sighed again. He was sick of the strawberry flavor.
He took out a black metal vial from his sack with familiar movements, and removed the cover and the cork. He jerked his head up and started gulping the medicine down his throat.
After he obtained a formula from Veron, he had hopped on a caravan headed toward Musk Mallow City. This was the third day.
