A welcoming gift?
Zhou Fan remained unmoved, watching Wang Tianshuang silently. He had the air of someone who wouldn't act without seeing a reward—no benefits, no response.
"The person I'm looking for—someone who can work with me and who must succeed—has to be a strong expert with both courage and cunning. Without a doubt, Mr. Zhou, you are a perfect fit!" As he spoke, Wang Tianshuang reached into his robes and produced a thumb-sized porcelain vial, holding it out to Zhou Fan.
"This was obtained by my master, the old monk who taught me my skills. It's called a Guiyuan Pill. Its effects are far superior to the Recovery Pill you used before. For instance, with Miss Bai's injuries, if she had taken this Guiyuan Pill instead of the Recovery Pill, she would have fully recovered in less than three hours!"
