Meeting Ding Yi again, the familiar figure, the familiar warmth.
But Luo Chen couldn't help but furrow his brows.
After some brief pleasantries, Luo Chen couldn't resist asking, "Friend Ding, why hasn't all that weight dropped off you yet?"
Ding Yi laughed heartily, "Ah, Qingyang Zi is just so meticulous!"
"It's not that! I was worried my Dustfall Pill might prove ineffective, and you'd come to demand after-sales service," Luo Chen replied helplessly.
Ding Yi waved his hand and said, "That's overthinking things. We settled the transaction cleanly at the time; there's no such thing as follow-up liability. Besides, the Dustfall Pill was effective for me."
If it was effective, then why hasn't that fat melted away?
Luo Chen cast an incredulous glance but chose not to press further.
Perhaps the man had cultivated some secret technique to maintain his physique.
