Along with her voice spreading out, Jingyin stepped beside him. Her eyes which were distinctly white and black were filled with a blaming and annoyed intent.
Zong Shou was helpless and turned around. As expected, this little brat was holding an exquisite looking rice box.
Without needing to guess, he knew that it was food and medicine within.
The medicine was okay. The Shuiyue Convent Head was indeed strong in the Medicine Dao. She could even be above Xuanyuan Yiren.
She helped him check out his meridians, although she was unable to solve his Marrow Burning pain, she was able to prepare medicine that could ease the pain and suppress the burn.
Although the effect wasn't large for him, it was better than nothing.
As for the food, Zong Shou was at the Spirit Realm and had gone past the stage when he needed worldly food to fill himself. His body was like a little world, able to be self-sufficient.