Not knowing how much time had passed, the young man soaking in the bathtub slowly opened his eyes.
He tried to move his body.
Soreness and weakness overcame him, and even standing up from the bathtub proved to be quite difficult. His legs were soft, trembling as he barely climbed out.
Then he plopped down on the ground.
"Hu—"
"Hu—"
It felt as if his body had been hollowed out.
Now he finally understood the feeling that Xue Wuwei had every day after leaving the brothel.
Glancing at the bathtub that had tortured him to the brink of death, the water inside was now clear, showing that his body had absorbed the medicinal effects quite thoroughly. However, he discovered a thick layer of sediment settled at the bottom of the tub.
"Didn't I absorb it completely?"
Out of curiosity, he stretched out his hand to scoop some up. It was at this moment Jiang Feng realized that his skin had become a few shades fairer and more elastic than before.
He really had become a pretty boy.