"I see!" The Second Elder stroked his beard and sighed.
"COUGH, COUGH, COUGH—" Having said so much at once, Elder Grant suddenly felt unwell and broke into a fit of coughing.
"Venerable Ancestor!" The three elders quickly stood up and rushed to his side.
"Catch!" Seraphina Ashworth flicked her wrist, sending a bottle of Elixirs flying toward the Great Elder.
The Great Elder caught it reflexively. Staring at the small Elixir Bottle, he was rather surprised. "This is…"
Without a second thought, the Great Elder quickly opened the Elixir Bottle, poured out an Elixir, and placed it directly into Elder Grant's mouth. "Venerable Ancestor!"
A flicker of satisfaction flashed in the depths of Seraphina Ashworth's eyes at the Great Elder's unhesitating action. It was a true display of trust.
A moment after he took the Elixir, Elder Grant's coughing gradually subsided. His pale complexion regained some color, and he looked much more vigorous than before.
