Dong Tiesong held disdain in his heart.
Contempt for Jiang Changhai's lack of insight.
He had completely forgotten how excited he was when he just regained his strength, wishing he could bare it all and announce the good news to Jiang Changhai... had it not been for his generally calm temperament, he might have ended up creating a spectacle that day.
Seeing Jiang Changhai entering, Dong Tiesong changed to a new pot of tea. The two of them exchanged cups, their mood uplifted. Even drinking tea had the flavor of drinking alcohol.
A moment later.
From outside, Xu the Third's voice rang out: "Congratulations everyone, thanks to Master Jiang's substantial donations this time, after a rough estimate, our divine physician estimates that about two hundred spiritual pills can be made. It is expected to be on sale at the small store the day after tomorrow at the latest. We are announcing this in advance to show our gratitude for Master Jiang's generosity!"
