Mu Nanfeng gracefully drifted thirty feet away, his robe fluttering like an immortal under the moon, "Then I'll roll away! Don't you miss me when I'm gone!"
"Hurry and roll."
Mu Nanfeng shook his head with a heartbroken expression, took out a small ornate box from his chest, and threw it to Nangong Mo.
"Although you are heartless, I am thoughtful. Catch this."
"What is it?"
"With your new marriage and nightly festivities, I, being considerate, specifically refined a box of Thousand Gold Strength Pills for you."
"..."
Nangong Mo looked at the box in his hand and instantly wanted to throw it at Mu Nanfeng's face.
Mu Nanfeng was already prepared, tapping his toes lightly, his sleeves fluttering, his figure soaring like a crane, stepping on the bright moonlight and clear wind as he floated away.
In the night sky came his provoking voice, "I spent half the night sleepless to make these, don't you waste them!"
"...Roll!"
