She suddenly laughed softly, "I thought all Jianghu heroes were rough men, but it turns out they can be so meticulous."
Shi Feiyang added a piece of combustible ice to the copper furnace, and the flames suddenly brightened: "Traveling through Jianghu always requires foresight." His gaze swept over Yun Wuyue's pale face, "Moreover, taking care of injured friends is duty bound."
Footsteps sounded outside the tent, and Miao Menlong lifted the curtain and poked his head in: "Grand Squad Leader, I've made tiger bone soup, Miss Yun should replenish her strength."
As he came in holding a ceramic bowl, the bell at his waist jingled, "Miss Yun, this soup contains detoxifying herbs, please drink without worry."
The combustible ice in the copper furnace emitted a ghostly blue flame, filling the leather tent with a warm glow.
Yun Wuyue looked at the steam rising from the ceramic bowl, the curling white mist blurred her reddened eyes.
