Xia Feng actually didn't need to absorb the honey, but he still had to play his part, so he began to bury his head and speed up the absorption.
Meanwhile, he found he had grown a bit taller again, and his bone age had increased by one year.
Next, he estimated he would grow a year older each day until his body returned to the state it was in when he had committed suicide in the Evil Demon Sea.
"Stand properly."
Jiang Qiue was kneeling in front of him. After cleaning the honey smudges from the corners of his lips, she changed him into a new set of clothes, combed his black hair, tied his necktie, and he was suddenly the very image of a young noble.
But that wasn't the point—the point was that Xia Feng realized this fox demon seemed to treat him as if he were a nurtured doll.
The look in her eyes was increasingly satisfied, even holding expectations, though he didn't know what for.
While Xia Feng was pondering, Jiang Qiue had already gently affixed a black fox mask to his face.
