Since it was so, why did he insist on saving face, letting his heart suffer constantly?
Feng Yueya didn't know how long she'd been in pain, her sweat completely drenching her hair.
At last, the surging within her slowly lessened considerably, and it was not so painful anymore.
The moment she persevered, she fainted as if completely drained.
Yet, a faint smile hung on her lips.
Knowing that Taixu Zi had been behind all along, Yun Shangyuan furrowed his brow slightly and turned to pick up a pen and paper and wrote,
"Will she be alright?"
Taixu Zi shook his head, "No, she has already overcome it. You can carry her out in a while, and give her a bath."
Yun Shangyuan's long-tense heart finally relaxed.
He wrote again, "Has her body become immune to all poisons now?"
