The heat was intense, but it did not come from outside. It surged from within, reminding Qin Xiangyi of some rather remarkable medicines. The tiny amount of antitoxin she had just developed was clearly no match for something beyond its effective range. A trace of panic appeared in Qin Xiangyi’s eyes, while the corners of Flower Slave’s lips curled upward.
“Flower Master, how does the Spring-Return Powder feel?”
The name Spring-Return Powder held a simple trick: remove the middle word, “Return,” and what remained was “Spring Powder”—the drug’s true identity. Qin Xiangyi had originally aimed to write erotic fiction,...
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