Inside the Celestial Vein Medical Hall.
The young cultivator wearing a plain white Taoist robe put away the golden thread for pulse diagnosis and said irritably, "Such a big fuss coming here, I thought you were seriously injured.
Turns out you two are just playing me, huh.
Get up!
You're occupying my freshly cleaned bed!"
Wei Qingye and Li Ye, who had just been extremely weak, immediately sat up. The former skillfully grabbed two peaches, giving one to Li Ye and biting into the other himself.
"It's just...got caught up."
He mumbled incoherently, "If I lose again...then it's...Golden Core mid-period."
Li Ye thanked the youth with the peaches, saying, "Thank you, Dao You, for helping us conceal this."
Then he sighed softly, "At least this way, we can save face."
The youth in the plain white Taoist robe shook his head, "Helping you two cover up isn't free of charge. I see this Dao You...you're a cultivator of the Four Seasons Sect, right?"
