"The heavens and earth have etched it, a Pill Pattern born from nature..."
"This aroma, this fragrance..."
"It is One-Patterned, without a doubt."
The gray-robed elder held a Vein Nourishing Pill as if he were looking at a supreme treasure, muttering to himself as he examined it.
After a good while, the elder finally looked at Chu Mu, who was seated in the room, and asked with a hint of anticipation.
"This Pill, was it refined by you, Fellow Daoist?"
Before Chu Mu could speak, the middle-aged man who had accompanied him immediately interrupted. "Elder Li, the house rules strictly forbid prying into a guest's private affairs..."
The elder shook his head. "For an Alchemist such as this, I simply wish to make their acquaintance..."
The elder seemed about to ask again, but in the end, clearly mindful of what the middle-aged man had said, he held his tongue.
A contract was signed, and the door was closed.
Chu Mu frowned, lost in thought.
