"Second Miss has a body of gold, how could she do such a thing?" Zhi Zhu stood where he was, not daring to move.
Seeing her vigilant look, the fire in Su Yuyue's heart burned even hotter.
She quickly rushed forward to grab the bowl from Zhi Zhu. Zhi Zhu was so frightened by her gaze that he almost didn't dare to breathe.
Just as Su Yuyue's hand was about to touch the bowl, Zhi Zhu suddenly cried out in alarm. Then, his hand slipped and the medicine bowl fell to the ground, dripping onto the ground.
"You!" Su Yuyue was also shocked. "What are you doing!?"
Zhi Zhu hurriedly apologized, "My apologies, Miss. I was the one who failed to secure the victory."
Su Yue cast a sidelong glance at her injured finger. In the end, she could only wave her hand in annoyance, "Prepare a new set."
"Yes." Zhi Zhu quickly retreated.