Moreover, looking at Die Wu's soul, listless and having lost a part, one can imagine the extent of the trauma she must have suffered originally. Recovery would be even harder, unless she relied on elixirs that heal the soul.
At this thought, Ye Luo's eyes brightened. He suddenly recalled that he had on his person the Huang-ranked Ninth Rank Elixir, Soul Condensing Pills, suited for healing the soul. Hadn't his own soul damage been rapidly healed before? Perhaps it might be useful to this girl.
"Mr. Ye, my father invites you to come in!"
At this moment, Hou Yaoyue walked out and, with a smile, said to Ye Luo.
"Alright," Ye Luo responded, glancing a few times at this woman full of mature charm. Hou Yaoyue must have been at least thirty-five or thirty-six, but her maintenance was truly remarkable, making her appear not a day over thirty, with smooth, delicate skin and dressed in a cheongsam, exhibiting an elegant and graceful bearing.