C373 Yin Yang Cat Demon(11)
Feng Yanlin pushed Yem Mo towards the front hall while the old butler followed behind. He was holding a pot of tea in his hand.
The tea was fragrant and refreshing. This was the tea Feng Yanlin had specially found on the mountain for Yem Mo to drink.
Currently, Yem Mo's legs were just right. He needed to drink some spiritual tea to stimulate his meridians