Chaim Tate's words left Ethan Smith somewhat baffled.
For a moment, he even doubted his own memory.
Ethan quickly compared the list of herbs from his inherited memory again, and after confirming there was no mistake, he asked, "Mr. Tate, what do you mean by that?"
Chaim Tate didn't get angry. He said lightly, "Ethan, let me tell you the truth, I know the ingredients needed for the Nine Transformation Pill better than you."
Ethan didn't speak, waiting for Chaim Tate to continue.
Chaim Tate slowly explained, "The Nine Transformation Pill, known as the Holy Pill for martial artists, doesn't require hundred-year-old Panax Ginseng and Knotweed. Instead, it needs two five hundred-year-old herbs and three hundred-year-old herbs!"
"So, if you can refine one Nine Transformation Pill, let alone the herbs, I'm willing to give you all the herbs in my Medicine Storage." Chaim Tate said with a smile.
This surprised Ethan.
Could it be... his father's legacy was wrong?
