"This is an aphrodisiac. It also has another name—'aphrodisiac.'"
Song Changsheng's mind exploded. 'An aphrodisiac?'
"A fucking Tier Three 'aphrodisiac'? Is this some kind of sick joke!" Song Changsheng looked at the Pill emanating fluctuations of Spiritual Power, feeling as if the universe was messing with him.
For a dignified Tier Three Alchemist to be refining an 'aphrodisiac'… This was absurd on a whole new level. Song Changsheng had racked his brains, but he never would have imagined this as the answer.
"Uh… are you sure?" Song Changsheng tried, grasping at straws.
"What, you don't believe me?" Xia Wanyun held the Pill to her nose and took a light sniff. A flush immediately spread across her delicate cheeks, and Song Changsheng could have sworn he heard faint sounds that would "make a man's blood boil."
