Translator: Misty Cloud Translations Editor: Misty Cloud Translations
With the Pill King here, Fan Lin, who didn’t dare to use dicine recklessly before, was finally able to breathe a sigh of relief. Using the Pill King’s prescription, he prepared the dicine personally.
After the Pill King told Fan Lin to pay attention to so things, he then asked them to arrange a quiet place for him to prepare so dicinal liquid for Feng Jiu.
In the evening, when Fan Lin delivered the dicine to the courtyard, he was intercepted by Feng Sanyuan.
“Is this for Little Feng?” Feng Sanyuan slt the dicine, only to sll an unpleasant sll rushing into his nose, which made him frown involuntarily.
“This dicine has been prepared according to the Pill King’s prescription. It is for Master to drink.” Fan Lin said, when he saw that Feng Sanyuan looked like he was about to drink it. He couldn’t help but stop him quickly: “Senior Patriarch, this dicine…”
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