Inside the blurry, smoky kitchen, a maiden in white clothes was busily working without a pause. A whiff of herbal fragrance wafted through the kitchen. Her hand was holding a fan and lightly fanning the fire underneath the medicinal pot.
"Almost done."
The young girl stopped her movement, took a handkerchief from the side, laid it over the pot lid, and carefully lifted the lid up. "This Spirit-Gathering Medicinal Liquid should be enough for five days of use."
Slowly curling up her lip’s corner, the girl’s exceedingly gorgeous face was adorned with a wicked smile. "I just don’t know how much money I would make if I sell this Spirit-Gathering Medicinal Liquid."
Just then, a deep and gruff voice came from behind. What's more, she could even feel that distinctive masculine presence emanating from the other person’s body.
"Your bath is ready."
