Tian Yuan didn't care how others viewed him.
He had indulged himself among the flowers for so many years, his body was already hollowed out. Now that he had discovered the cause of Zixi's death and avenged her, it was like resolving a piece of his heart.
So naturally, he needed to find a way to replenish his body.
The best tonic was right in front of him, and he would regret it if he missed it!
A tiger's whip is not an easily found supplement.
At this moment, Feng Qiwu looked at Tian Yuan with disdain and said, "Do as you please."
Upon hearing this, Tian Yuan was overjoyed and said, "Thank you, Crown Prince!"
Then he urged his men, "What are you standing around for? Quickly cut it off for me to soak in wine!"
"Oh, oh, yes, Young Master! We'll go immediately." Tian Yuan's servant, after a brief pause, quickly came to his senses and went to cut the tiger's whip.
Seeing this scene, many men felt a chill below.
But at the same time, they also harbored a tinge of regret.
