Pill Master Hu's smile visibly cooled at an eye-catching speed.
He glanced at Chen Ye, his tone significantly more subdued, "Qi Nourishing Pill? Yes, ten Spirit Stones per bottle, eleven pills. The old rule, an extra one for free."
Chen Ye didn't mind the change in attitude and said directly, "Master Hu, please give me five bottles."
"Five bottles?!" Pill Master Hu's hand trembled, nearly dropping the jade bottle, his eyes sparkling with excitement, "Well, well, well! Taoist Friend Chen truly has a generous hand!"
He plastered on a smile, retrieving five bottles of Qi Nourishing Pill from his Storage Bag and handed them to Chen Ye.
This old man changes his face faster than flipping a book,
Chen Ye silently mocked, yet his face remained polite and he expressed his gratitude.
Just as the internal gathering was about to disband and people prepared to leave.
"Creak—"
The courtyard door was pushed open once again.
