Pei Yuhang picked up the cup from the nightstand and drained the Essence Dew Spirit Water in one go. As it quenched his thirst, his physical strength rapidly recovered. 'The extravagance of a One Sect Saintess is truly something else,' he thought. 'Even her drinking water is a Spiritual Object.'
"Xiaohan, are you leaving? Can't you stay with me a little longer~? I can have Fan Ya prepare a late-night snack for you."
Shang Miaoyan was covered only by a delicate silk blanket. As she sat up, she paid no mind as it slid down her lustrous, milky-white skin, revealing the magnificent view beneath.
She grabbed the front of the robes Pei Yuhang had just put on, unwilling to let him leave so soon.
"Shang Miaoyan, I've stayed here long enough for today. The sun has already set… You should be satisfied."
Without a hint of lingering affection, Pei Yuhang brushed Shang Miaoyan's hand aside, rejecting the Saintess's plea.
'The transaction for the day is complete. Time to clock out.'
