Song Xiwei hurriedly patted her chest, feigning nervousness, "Uh, thank goodness you stopped me just now, otherwise, wouldn't I have been sucked dry too!"
Perhaps Song Xiwei's expression was too exaggerated. Aoqian, who had been looking cold and serious, lost control of his expression after glancing at her. He shook his head with a smile and said, "Song Xiwei, enough already. You should think about how to clean up the filth in this bathtub first!"
Upon hearing this, Song Xiwei's lips curled into a bright smile, "Wow! Is our young lord going to rid the people of a scourge?"
Song Xiwei was quite surprised that Aoqian would do such a thing to eliminate harm.
Ao Qian rolled his eyes at her without giving her any face. "Eliminate the scourge? What are you thinking?"
"Isn't cleaning up the filth in this bathtub to prevent it from harming others?" Song Xiwei suddenly felt that Aoqian's reaction was not simple.
Sure enough, Ao Qian grinned wickedly, "Whether it harms others or not is none of my business! But it has harmed me, so it's not unreasonable for me to take some benefits from it!"
"Tsk, this kind of sinister thing, Young Master, you want to take its benefits? Young Master, are you serious?" Song Xiwei instinctively felt that something was wrong.
Aoqian did not answer her question. Instead, he raised his hand, put his index finger to his lips, bit it, and then dripped a drop of blood into the bathtub.
All that could be heard was a heart-wrenching, wailing sound coming from the bathtub.
The sound sent chills down your spine.
Fearing chaos, Song Xiwei immediately sealed off the room to prevent outsiders from hearing the hissing noise inside.
Black smoke billowed from the bathtub, and a foul odor made Song Xi feel nauseous.
"Young Master! What are you trying to do?!" Song Xiwei covered her nose.
Aoqian frowned and said coldly, "A little monster with such meager skills dares to show its face! Damn it, it can't extract anything good from you at all."
Aoqian retreated from behind the curtain with a look of disdain.
Song Xiwei looked into the bathtub and saw a minotaur inside. Its fur was charred, revealing its ugly skin, which also had blisters from the burns.
Song Xiwei tested it; the minotaur was still alive. Fearing that Aoqian might change his mind and kill it later, Song Xiwei slapped the monster out the window. "You monster, don't do such harmful things again! Today is a lesson! Get lost!"
After closing the window, Song Xiwei turned around and saw Ao Qian looking at her.
The two locked eyes unexpectedly, and Song Xi coughed slightly, saying, "It shouldn't dare to act recklessly again! Burned by that drop of your blood, Young Master, it almost had to start its cultivation from scratch!"
Aoqian ignored Song Xiwei and instead glanced at the lingering black smoke and pungent odor in the room, his expression turning somewhat grim.
Seeing that Aoqian was about to open the door, Song Xiwei hurriedly said, "This is the only empty room in the entire Huicheng."
"Let's go for a walk and open the door for some fresh air," Ao Qian said, stepping outside.
How could Song Xiwei let Aoqian go out alone?
Besides, there was thunder and lightning outside, and I had a feeling that something was destined to happen that night.
Because of the bad weather, there were hardly any people walking on the streets, and no vendors were to be seen.
The streets were deserted, with only the howling wind and muffled thunder, and the sound of Song Xiwei's footsteps.
The two of them walked slowly, and after about the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, the rain finally started to fall.
Song Xiwei and Aoqian sought shelter from the rain under the eaves of a pharmacy that was still open.
Song Xi glanced inside and saw only an old man fiddling with medicinal herbs.
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