Chapter 1660
- She was now helping the Lady Meng brew her soup.
- Lady Meng gritted her teeth. "Thicker or thinner shouldn’t matter that much, right? At worst, they won’t forget everything cleanly. The Mortal Realm will just end up with a few more prodigies, that’s all."
- She kept a straight face and poured in more water, watching the Soup of Forgetfulness turn crystal clear, then ladled bowl after bowl.