The middle-aged man was an expert whose strength surpassed even Xiao Tian's peak period, so his eyesight was naturally top-notch.
No matter how skilled Xiao Tian's performance was, if his heart wasn't truly concerned about Ozawa Miwa, he would have long collapsed by now and wouldn't have been able to hold on until now!
Realizing this, the middle-aged man swallowed the words that were on the tip of his tongue and walked to the side silently, lost in thought.
Not long after, Xiao Tian took the clay pot off the fire, poured the herbal concoction into a prepared porcelain bowl, and slowly walked toward the inner room.
As he moved, everyone's gaze was fixed on him, feeling as if their heartbeat and Xiao Tian's steps overlapped, with each step stirring their emotions.
If the crowd could see Xiao Tian's expression at this moment, they might have been even more surprised...
