Chu Feng's words were essentially an outright statement: if Si Huang wanted the Healing Elixirs, she would have to pay for them herself.
At this point, even if Si Huang continued to feign aloofness, she could no longer maintain the facade.
Her silver teeth clenched quietly, listening to the howling of the Wolf Demons close behind her.
If she couldn't quickly control her injuries, even as a Supreme Sword God, she might very well perish.
"Damn it!"
Si Huang could not help but curse inwardly, but still gently lifted her hand to grasp the Healing Elixir.
Whoosh!
A low-grade spirit stone flew towards Chu Feng as if it had eyes.
"No need for change!"
Si Huang, ever so proud, accepted Chu Feng's elixir, which was embarrassing enough for her.
When it came time to pay, she naturally acted generously.
"Quite generous, then I won't be polite!" Chu Feng caught the spirit stone with his hand, showing a joyful smile on his face. Looking at Si Huang, his eyes were somewhat teasing.
