Upon hearing Li Huowang's response, the bifurcated tongue slowly retracted back into the blood-red veil and its mouth that was adorned with pointed teeth curved slightly upward into a faint smile. Then, the Second Deity, who was lying on the bed, carefully leaned toward Li Huowang, with Bai Lingmiao by his side.2

The three of them lay quietly on the bed, not saying anything. The room finally fell silent.0

As expected, Li Huowang once again overslept the next day. Thankfully, no one was on his case this time around.0

“Senior Li, here you go.” A bowl of white liquid was placed in front of the incapacitated Li Huowang.0

"What is this?" asked Li Huowang; he noticed some white substances floating inside.0

“Sheep milk curdled with tofu. I heard from Baolu that a saying in Qing Qiu suggests that drinking sheep milk helps wounds heal faster,” said Bai Lingmiao.0

Hearing this,...0