"Haha! I never expected that the one refining the Medicine Liquid would be such a young and lovely girl! Very good, very good!"
The wizened old dwarf gazed upon Luo Qingtong's stunningly beautiful face, snickering with a lecherous chuckle.
"Just wait until you've concocted the Medicine Liquid I desire, and I'll make sure you'll wish for death from too much pleasure! Haha!"
The old man's laughter was tainted with lasciviousness, mingled with an ominous chill.
His gaze towards Luo Qingtong was filled with ill intent.
Luo Qingtong watched, with bloodlust flickering in her eyes like the harsh gleam of a blade, sweeping by brimming with murderous aura, yet she made no move.
"Swoosh swoosh swoosh!"
The old man's figure darted about, a multitude of Silk thread power fluttering and pulling Luo Qingtong's form forward.
Luo Qingtong felt the tension of those Silk thread powers inside her body, dragging her forward without resistance, allowing herself to be pulled ahead.
