After handing the cultivation pills to Emer and Ronan, Robert reached once more into the jade bottle and produced two more. He placed them in Ronan's hand.
"These are for Sarah and Taylen," Robert said. "Make sure they get them."
Ronan nodded firmly. "I will deliver them."
After a few more words of encouragement, Robert took his leave. As he walked across the courtyard, he silently counted what remained in his possession: sixteen pills—some one-star, some two-star. Enough to distribute for now, but not nearly enough for the scale of growth he envisioned.
I will need to visit Grey Shadow Hall soon, he thought. Purchase more herbs, sell off some of these pills, and reinvest the gains. The clan will need a steady supply if we are to keep advancing.
With that decision settled in his mind, Robert shifted his focus back to the task before him. He made his way through the estate corridors while dusk crept in through the tall windows.
