Dong Lin is injured in his shoulder, and Chuzheng applies medicine to him with a serious expression.
"I don't need those things..."
"I want to gift you." Dong Lin has his back to Chuzheng, unable to see his expression, but his tone reveals that he is serious.
Chuzheng pulls his clothes up and calls him softly: "Master."
"Hmm?"
Dong Lin turns around, the light slightly dimming in front of his eyes, his pupils slightly constrict, and moments later, he closes his eyes, letting Chuzheng have her way.
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Dong Lin built a simple house nearby; if Chuzheng wasn't here, Dong Lin probably wouldn't have thought to build a house.
Dong Lin's injury heals quickly; according to his words, it's just a superficial wound.
He is, after all, the number one person in the Cultivation World, and he's skilled enough for this.
If he hadn't reinforced the seal earlier, he wouldn't have been injured at all.
Chuzheng doesn't comment on this, maintaining a skeptical attitude.
