The night was as black as ink, the moon hiding behind the clouds.
Behind thick curtains, a gentle, delicate fluorescence glowed within a white porcelain bowl.
Advanced spiritual power could heal external wounds.
An Ning endured the pain in her mind and activated her spiritual power.
The fluorescence in the bowl shifted shapes, like a cloud transforming into water.
A small fragment of spiritual power had actually turned into a small bowl of liquid. It was crystal clear, and a shimmering light seemed to flow within it.
But when you looked closely, the light was gone.
An Ning carried this bowl of water to the Jiang family's house.
Da Huang was the first to see her. She told the dog to go get Master Tang.
Soon enough, Da Huang came dragging Master Tang out by his pant leg.
"Housekeeper Huang, what are you doing?"
"Your master needs— An Ning?"
