Shi Lang looked at the pills in his hands and then he turned to look at the people who were drained of color from their faces. He asked, "Hall Master, may I keep these pills?"
The old man nodded and said, "Umm, can we come to watch you refine the pills?"
Shi Lang nodded, he did not mind them learning from his refining actions. After all, they would eventually figure it out. Yang Bingshan saw his actions and said, "Thank you."
He was an erratic personality, but he was saying thank you to this junior very frequently now. It was not a glorification, but the simplest and the most sincere manner of showing his gratitude. Shi Lang began to refine more pills and the old people began to observe and discuss.