Zhou Yi spoke lightly, but Zhang He treasured the information like a priceless gift, carefully placing those dozen or so medicinal pills into a porcelain bottle.
Then he looked up at Zhou Yi and said, "Thank you, I am very grateful!"
"Come on, why are you getting so excited?" Ling Feng asked.
Zhang He glanced at him. "You don't understand; these Thunderbolt Pills are extremely important to me, they're very useful!"
"Alright, now that you have succeeded, what about the remaining materials?"
"Well...,"
Zhang He was taken aback, looked at Zhou Yi, and with an apologetic grin, asked, "If it's convenient for you, could you possibly refine the rest for me too?"
"I don't have the time; you've seen the method, handle it yourselves!"
Zhou Yi rolled her eyes and turned to leave.
"Don't rush off!"
Ling Feng stretched out a hand, stopping her.
