Gao Wentian walked through the hall and finally stopped at the corridor. Leaning against one of the pillars that lined the corridor, he raised his head to look at the dark sky. Even he did not know why he had made such a decision to give Lin Chuxi this favour. Perhaps it was her wisdom, perhaps it was her unruffled calmness, or perhaps it was her clear, sharp gaze.
'Ling Chuxi, I hope you won't prove me wrong.'
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Gao Wentian did not go back on his word. In a mere two days, he sent someone to send the Tian Xing Grass to Ling Chuxi. After she said her thanks, she started to refine the pill. Today and tomorrow were both rest days. She would refine the pills today, and tomorrow she could let Ling Yichen breakthrough.