Half a month later...
The Wanyan family.
Beside a clear pool, a tall and robust man stood.
The man wore black clothes, had a short sword hanging at his waist, and his long hair tied in a bundle with a silver cloud-patterned ring, hanging down to his back.
He quietly watched the clear oval pool.
Splash!
A human figure suddenly emerged from the pool.
An oval-shaped black-skinned person slowly paddled towards the shore.
Zhang Rongfang, looking at the significantly slimmer Wanyan Road, felt very gratified.
"In such a short time, you've lost another seventy pounds. It seems you truly followed my advice without any discounts."
Wanyan Road panted heavily as she climbed ashore, then collapsed like a dead fish, unable to move.
After strenuous exercise, she was still sweating profusely all over.
Her pores were like leaking faucets, continuously flowing.
