When I took a closer look, what I spit out was a lump of cotton flowers wrapped in an unknown potion.

The smell of the green potion was very pungent, and the tangerine peel was made to retch.

I shone a flashlight into his eyes to make sure it was him.

He retched for a while, spit out all the spit in his mouth, and then asked with a earthy face, "Master, how did I get tied up......

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