Greg Jensen chuckled, "I've been away on a business trip these past few days, how's your mastery of the Qi and Blood Pills coming along?"
Amelia Simmons proudly lifted her head and took out a small medicine bottle from her bag, handing it over to Greg Jensen with a smile:
"Why don't you check for yourself?"
"You've already refined them?"
Greg Jensen took the medicine bottle, poured out two Qi and Blood Pills, and carefully sniffed them, finding no issue. He couldn't help but exclaim in admiration:
"Indeed, these are Qi and Blood Pills, and there's nothing wrong with the medicinal mixture either."
Amelia Simmons, having received the praise, raised her delicate chin and laughed, "I'm so skilled, don't I get any reward?"
"Amelia..."
At that moment, a voice with a hint of complaint suddenly rang out.
Amelia Simmons stiffened, then, like a little deer, jumped down from Greg Jensen's side and awkwardly looked towards the woman beside her.
