The room fell into a hushed silence as the old lady began to cultivate, her movements fluid and graceful.
The young man and the maid watched in awe as a faint aura began to emanate from her, enveloping her in a soft glow.
The young man's anxiety grew with each passing moment, his worry for his grandmother's safety escalating.
He glanced nervously at the maid, who remained composed, her confidence unwavering.
With gritted teeth, he said to the maid,
"Just you wait! Once those pills prove to be unhealthy I would kill you and the person who made this pill."
The maid ignored the young man and kept on looking at the old lady.
The young man was even more angry,
"Hey, you! I am talking to you!"
The maid still didn't look at the young man.
"You clearly want to harm my grandmother and hence you gave her the tranquility pill! And that is too of such low quality!