Ambrose gritted his teeth when he thought about what had happened. Then, he took out a dagger.

He did not hesitate at all. He gripped onto the dagger tightly and slashed his leg with it—blood immediately oozed from the wound.

Hiss!

Ambrose took in a sharp breath when he felt the pain; he was much more awake.

He had no way out. He was afraid that he would sink into Eira’s enthusiasm, so he came up with that method to keep himself sober.

“Brother Ambrose!” Eira hugged Ambrose tightly; her eyes looked like she was in ecstasy.

Eira blew warm air toward Ambrose; his ears itched, and he felt uncomfortable.

“Eira, hang in there. It’ll pass soon.” Ambrose gritted his teeth; his gaze was unyielding. “I’m here with you. You are doing good…”

Ambrose cut himself

gushed from

onto him while he insisted on

keep cutting himself whenever he was about to give in

some time, the potion’s effect finally receded from Eira’s body. She was exhausted, so

fresh wounds. His clothes were

much blood, Ambrose’s face was pale, and he

relief when he realized that Eira was sound asleep.

and I can have

cave. It sounded like many people were coming toward the cave. Ambrose’s eyes flashed,

had gathered outside the cave. A graceful

Moon Gazing Banquet the previous night. Megan had told them not to leave after the banquet; she had arranged a place for them to rest in the Emei

had a

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