chapter 11 Clouds follow the dragon, wind follows the tiger===

As the morning light dewed, Alfred Jandrell slowly opened his eyes and woke up. He opened his mouth and exhaled a breath of turbid air, and got up from the bathtub.

The hot water in the bathtub has cooled down. After being absorbed, the dark red potion becomes very pale and loses its potency. However, within one night, even with the aid of medicine, there is no change in cultivation. Too obvious effect.

Alfred Jandrell is not in a hurry. He knows very well how poor this body's foundation...