"Phew!"
Mu Chen's expression relaxed, and he plopped down onto the steps, panting heavily. His right hand reached for the ceramic vessel beside him. After a glance, he saw that another one-thirtieth of its contents was gone and let out a breath of relief. Just as he was about to put it into his Storage Ring, a fair hand suddenly reached out from behind and snatched the Flame Dragon Blood away.
"Ah!"
Mu Chen was startled and moved to snatch it back, but he heard a cry of pain. The next moment, the ceramic vessel flew past his eyes. Alarmed, he hastily released his Spiritual Power to restrain it, preventing the precious Flame Dragon Blood from spilling. He slowly guided the vessel back to him, and after securing it, he looked up. The newcomers were none other than Chu Aoqing and Mu Junwu, who had been in the middle of their Cultivation just moments ago.
Mu Chen froze for a moment, then rubbed his nose. "What are you two doing here?"
