Fang Hong, sitting to the side, spoke with a faint, mocking smile: "I heard that Nephew Mo was injured by Junior Brother Zhang. Is this true? If so, it seems Junior Brother Zhang's cultivation is not to be underestimated. Why not have him join me in battle?"
Ge Shuo furrowed his brows and was about to speak, but Zhang Yan stepped forward with a slight smile, tossing the porcelain bottle in his hand upward.
Ge Shuo startled, reached out to catch it, and discovered there were actually five porcelain bottles this time. Upon opening them, he found over fifty Rejuvenation Pills inside—far beyond what a single furnace could typically produce in three days. Overcome with joy, he exclaimed, "Good! Junior Brother Zhang, I'll record two merits for you this time!"
Without giving Fang Hong a chance to speak, Ge Shuo waved his sleeve as usual, sending Zhang Yan back to the Elixir Room.
Seeing Ge Shuo's clear intention to shield him, Fang Hong snorted coldly but said no more.
