"It really is a peerless grade mutated great recovery pill."
The old man looked at Li Lingtian's pills with greed in his eyes.
"Sir, can you keep your word?"
Actually, I'm not worried that you won't keep your word. "
Li Lingtian replied with a smile. His face was calm and composed. He spoke to a Martial Saint as if he was speaking to a Martial Emperor.
After this sentence, countless martial artists were moved. What did this mean?
Could it be that the Pill Saint meant that he was not afraid of a Martial Saint going back on his word? However, even if he was a Pill Saint, wasn't he worried that he would be silenced by a Martial Saint in this place?
"I will naturally keep my word."
" However, I want to know why you aren't worried that I won't keep my word? "
The old man was stunned as he did not know what Li Lingtian meant.
