Huang Wude's face turned even redder as he anxiously shook his leg.
It seems the potion's effects have kicked in…
I felt a bit uneasy and guilty inside, "You didn't drink Yuan Hong's concoction just to avoid arousing his suspicion, did you?"
"I've always drunk it in the past. If I suddenly stopped now, he'd get suspicious, which wouldn't be good for your tasks." Huang Wude was drenched in sweat, looking at me with increasingly longing eyes.
But his hands were placed on his knees, tightly gripping his kneecaps.
I didn't know if it was because I had beaten him into submission or if he really learned to respect someone.
I kept thinking about ways to alleviate Huang Wude's discomfort and asked, "Why… why are you helping me so much?"
