Cao Shan's thoughts were a tangled mess, impossible to sort out.
On one hand, he was stunned that Jiang Xinghai could produce Gathering Essence Pills. The man was clearly no ordinary person.
On the other hand, he was worried, sensing that his son-in-law, Zheng Wuji, seemed to be hatching some malicious plot.
Initially, he had agreed with the idea of harming Jiang Xinghai, proposed by this son-in-law who was usually so obedient and well-behaved in his presence.
But now, he was hesitating.
"Same offer as before. Five Gathering Essence Pills for your answer."
Jiang Xinghai placed another five Gathering Essence Pills on the stone table, seemingly unconcerned that they might just brazenly rob him.
Such confidence made Cao Shan even more hesitant.
In contrast, Zheng Wuji's eyes glinted with cunning, suddenly filling Cao Shan with unease.
"Wuji." He had to speak up to break Zheng Wuji out of his scheming.
