The Spiritual Saint Liquid was the life force of a Spiritual Saint.
But now, Jun Linyuan was passing the Spiritual Saint Liquid to Feng Wu, and he didn't hold back at all.
The Spiritual Saint Liquid kept flowing out and floating in the air. There were even wisps that floated out of the house and into the courtyard.
Granny Gong was talking to the steward in a low voice when the latter's eyes widened.
Granny Gong asked, "What's with that look on your face?"
She was just asking if Miss Wu's life was in danger, but Feng actually glared at her. It was as if she was asking a retarded question.
Staring at the Spiritual Saint Liquid, Feng waved his hand, and the liquid reached his palm.
The steward took a look at it, and his face was grim.
"What did His Royal Highness tell you?" He stared at Granny Gong.
