The liquid in the glass bottle completely dripped onto the few rainfall stones.
The capacity of the medicine wasn't much, only about half a bottle of mineral water.
Such a small amount of solution dripped onto the rockery barely raised any waves, sinking into the soil without a trace.
One second, two seconds, three seconds...
After more than ten seconds, the rockery before them showed no sign of change, as if Zhang Xiaoman had just casually poured a bit of water on it.
Ifei, seeing this scene, felt immensely regretful.
She was conflicted; on one hand, knowing this act likely wasted precious materials, yet on the other hand, she dared not say much because the other was a Holy Demon Master.
She internally cursed the big shot's squandering, for pouring that bottle of medicine was akin to pouring away golden treasure!
Standing by, Dawn couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth.
