You've Misunderstood. It's Not What You Think

When Ye Feng returned to the hotel, it was already past 10 pm, but Cheng Fei'er was not in the room.

He was too lazy to call her and ask. With her strength, he did not have to worry about her safety. He had more important things to do now.

Today, when he was fighting with Hatoyama, he was hit by the other party's hidden weapon.

Although the poison on the hidden weapon was not a threat to him, however, if the wound was not treated quickly, it might leave a scar on his handsome face. That would be a bit of a spoilsport.

He had to concoct the medicine to remove the scar as soon as possible.

Because he had promised Cheng Fei'er that he would help her remove her scars, he had been looking for herbs in this area for the past few days.

Coincidentally, he had found a few herbs in the simulated forest of Golden Soup Security.

He had originally planned to make the ointment for her to use, but he did not expect it to come in handy first.