Zhang Yuqi, you'd better not harbor too malicious thoughts, or my counterattack will surely be doubly vengeful.
Tang Shou tidies up the Pill Furnace and steps out once more. The sky has already brightened. An entire night has been wasted on this Seventh-grade Youthful Appearance Pill.
Tang Rao feels it's a pity to waste so much time. For other alchemists, producing even one pill in ten days would already be a cause for celebration.
The next day, Zhang Yuqi found Zhang Yishan, who was diligently practicing swordsmanship at the Zhang Family's back mountain.
In the Zhang Family, only Zhang Yishan was obsessed with the martial arts, without any knack for business.
Zhang Yuqi came, only noticing by Song Xiaoxiao's reminder, Zhang Yishan finally responded.
"Cousin, you're here?"
Zhang Yishan still welcomed Zhang Yuqi, but the warmth in his words was no longer the same as before.
