Ruiwen stood up, took out the wine pot in his arms, and drank it into his mouth.

She glanced out of the corner of her eyes and exclaimed, "It seems that you have made great progress, and the injuries on your body are obviously much less than before."

“…”

That's because I used phototherapy, okay.

Robin complained in his heart.

"Raven."

He called out from behind.

Ruiwen turned around.

"Your magic hat."

Robin held the hat in his hand.

"Oh, I almost forgot." Raven took it, patted the dust on it, and cursed, "This hat is so ugly."
Chapter completed!