Xiao You didn't make Ji You wait too long; the young girl's clear voice soon rang out: "Sister, from the moment you told me to drink the Cloud Mist Tea, I've been watching for any changes here, but—I didn't see anything."
Ji You: "!!!"
She couldn't believe it and asked, "Are you sure? Are there really no changes at all? Like lots of energy glimmering around, the space getting bigger, feeling relaxed physically and mentally... none of these?"
Xiao You fell silent for a moment, and then said with some distress, "None."
Ji You: "..."
Ji You thought of something, and her face immediately turned ugly: "Could it be that this thing is for improving the Spiritual Silk Cleaning Rate, and because I only have six strands of Spiritual Silk with a natural 100% Cleaning Rate, it's useless for me?"
This thought made Ji You's complexion grow even more unpleasant.
Please don't let this speculation be true.
Otherwise, what's the use of this expensive Cloud Mist Tea for her?
But—
