Jing Chenxing had originally planned to spend ten years turning the Radiant Weapon Shop into the most prestigious weapon shop in the West District Square.
But even the weapon shop with the largest turnover and scale in the square couldn't compare to an ordinary medicine store. In fact, the two were not even in the same league.
Any martial artist would be crystal clear about this distinction, as was Jing Chenxing.
Now, the Pill Tower that Jing Yan wanted to build, which would cover an area of one thousand square meters—how much spirit stone investment would that require? At the very least, wouldn't it need several hundred thousand spirit stones?
Yet Jing Yan was entrusting the management of this Pill Tower directly to him, Jing Chenxing. How much trust did that entail?
"Jing Yan, doesn't this seem a bit improper?"
When Jing Chenxing came to his senses, his first thought was to refuse. He feared he would not be able to manage the Pill Tower well!
