After Fennel got dressed, Philip calmly opened the door.

Fennel had absorbed all the ingredients in the potion, leaving the water in the bathtub clear.

He tossed aside the things given by the waiter.

The quality of the clothes was not very good, so he had no intention of wearing them.

The wound treatment cream was of no use either.

“How are you? Do you feel better?” Philip said with a smile, confident in his potion.

Fennel nodded.