'I forgot to mention… I sensed a very powerful pill back in the Medicine Hall,' the old man's voice echoed casually.
Lin Fan froze mid-step.
His eye twitched.
His smile stretched unnaturally across his face as he clenched his jaw.
"…Excuse me?" Lin Fan said through gritted teeth.
'Hmm? Yes, yes. Strong spiritual fluctuations. Very refined. Possibly something ancient—could've helped your cultivation a great deal.'
Lin Fan's temple pulsed. "And you're just telling me this now?"
'Well, boy, forgive me for not giving a full spiritual inventory while you were getting verbally slapped around by those brats. I was… distracted.'
Lin Fan exhaled sharply and rubbed the bridge of his nose:
"Great. Just great. Now I have to go back."
The old man snorted:
