Xiao Zongting walked straight into the main room of the backyard.
Duan Rong also carried the bag of potion, crossed the threshold, and stood at the doorway.
The east and west sides of the main room each connected to a room, with curtains hanging down.
At this moment, a faint yellow light was projecting from beneath the curtains on the eastern side, casting a slanted patch of light at Duan Rong's feet.
That was Xiao Baijiao's boudoir!
Duan Rong seemed to catch a whiff of a faint fragrance!
In the darkness, Xiao Zongting reached out for a flint, flicked it open, blew on it a few times, and then used the bright flame to light the candles.
The yellow light quickly filled the main room!
Xiao Zongting snuffed out the flint, limped to a Grandmaster's Chair, and looked at Duan Rong with an angry expression, "Bring the medicine!"
Xiao Zongting exuded an aura of killing intent, and though angry, possessed the power to startle a hundred beasts with a lion's roar.
