Mu Anhan had to admit, the people around Gu Xiaozhan were all men of both sentiment and loyalty.
Soon, Tang Haolang brought over two glasses of orange juice.
Mu Anhan had already taken out water from the Spiritual Spring and poured it into the two glasses of orange juice.
"What is this Immortal Water?" Tang Haolang asked happily.
Mu Anhan told him, "It's the water from my master's Spiritual Spring on Qingcheng Mountain."
"I want to drink it too." Tang Haolang knew it was a nice place, he had been there before.
Mu Anhan gave him a cold glance, "Your leg isn't broken, what are you drinking it for?"
Tang Haolang: "..." Is it necessary to bully me like this?
"Go serve a cup to Mr. Mu," Mu Anhan instructed as she drank a cup herself.
Before Tang Haolang even got inside, he secretly drank two sips. He couldn't help but sigh; this water was really good, why didn't he encounter it last time?
When Mu Anhan came in, Mu Shaochen had also finished drinking.
