The meridians were as fine as a hair, and the blockage caused by impurities could only be described as appalling.,The madame was over forty, her face plastered with thick rouge. The cloying perfume she wore was almost overpowering, and her expression, a ghastly mask of death, made people recoil in disgust. She stood before Liu WuXie, shouting and gesticulating wildly.,As the sky gradually brightened, the Xu family gate opened. Two servants were about to sweep the fallen leaves outside when they saw Xu Yilin and bowed respectfully. As for Liu Wuya, they ignored him.。