Pill Tower.
In a courtyard, the fragrance of tea spread, permeating the entire yard.
Meng the Pill Master drank tea leisurely.
Beside him, Yuan the Pill Master was not so relaxed, a hint of worry flashed across his face, as if concerned about something.
"Yuan the Pill Master, you can rest assured, since Elder Yan and that Ye Fentian chased after him, it's hardly likely they'll come back," Meng the Pill Master said.
"I'm just afraid there will be an accident, that Ye Fentian managed to survive in such a place as Earth and silently appeared in the ancestral land. I always feel this brat's luck is somewhat against the heavens. If he died at the hands of the major sects, it would be fine, but I'm only afraid that even they can't kill him." Yuan the Pill Master voiced his concerns.
Meng the Pill Master laughed heartily: "Yuan the Pill Master, you are overly worried. I assure you, that Ye Fentian will definitely not return."
