The next morning, in the Hall of Merit, Lin Shixin received several jade boxes from a clan member.
After opening and checking them, once he had confirmed the years and types of the spiritual medicines, he transferred the Merit Points to the exchanging clansman.
Seeing that the person in front of him had completed the exchange and had left, Lin Tianming hurried forward to pay his respects.
"Tianming pays respects to Uncle Ten!"
Lin Shixin frowned slightly and said with a half-smile,
"You scamp, no need for such formalities. What brings you here today? If you want to exchange for something, do it quickly—I'm quite busy."
"I'm here to submit elixirs!"
"Submit elixirs?"
"You've finished concocting them already? Is the quantity up to the required standard?"
It had not been very long, only two months had passed, and Lin Shixin seemed to find it hard to believe that Lin Tianming had already finished concocting.
