"Mmmm." Fang Tiancheng nodded and turned to the two.
"Two nephews, let me see the pills."
Hearing that, Jiang Yue removed a pill bottle from his storage ring; handed it to the housekeeper, and Li Chen gave it to the city lord.
After receiving the pill bottle, Fang Tiancheng opened it, and a fragrance wafted.
'It's the smell of newly refined pills.' He thought, tilted the bottle, and two pills fell onto his palm.
"Mid-grade pills." He nodded and continued to examine the soul-cleansing pills.
He first smelled them.
Examined their colour and then scraped a little powder which he put on his tongue.
"There is nothing wrong with the pills." He said.
"Grandpa, should we wait a little longer? Maybe the poison is slow-acting." One of the grandchildren said.
"There is no need to wait." A female voice suddenly echoed in the hall.
When everyone turned to look, they saw a heroic woman walk into the room.
