"Do we want to…" Bai Xiuwen squinted his eyes, feigning a cold tone.
After frowning and thinking for a moment, Qi Hui shook his head, "Let's wait and see if he will continue to take on the Fasting Pill tasks."
In a month, eight thousand Fasting Pills, he refined over five thousand himself and purchased about three thousand more.
This was a number consistent with his alchemy skills, one that would not arouse suspicion of fraud in the merit points from other courtyards.
"But if that person continues…" Bai Xiuwen probed in a dark undertone.
Upon hearing this, Qi Hui's expression immediately turned as somber as water.
"Then don't blame me for being ruthless!"
Qi Hui's eyes were sharp as knives.
"I will definitely go to the Pavilion Master and give him a thorough complaint!"
More than four hundred meters away from a cliff, hidden by the Five Ghosts and sitting cross-legged on a flying kite, Chen Mu: "..."
Tattling?
Wow!
What a ruthless move!
Ha ha...