The crowd, hearing this, looked over and indeed saw at the center of the table a delicate plate holding ten Soul Reviving Pills, glowing with a milky white light.
Someone's eyes were filled with confusion.
"Is that glowing milky white the Soul Reviving Pills?"
"Hehe!"
"I've never seen what a Soul Reviving Pill looks like. Don't lie to me..."
An experienced elder said, "That's right, those are indeed Soul Reviving Pills!"
"Phew."
The crowd couldn't control their emotions any longer and started shouting in surprise.
"Roar, roar."
"Damn it, this isn't just a tavern. It's practically a trading house."
"Oh, no!"
"Even a trading house wouldn't be able to bring out so many Soul Reviving Pills at once..."
"Why, why? How can Yan Rufeng's tavern produce so many Soul Reviving Pills at once?"
"Haha..."
Laughter erupted from the crowd.
"You should know, these Soul Reviving Pills are free!"
"Phew!"
"We're in luck. They're free. I'm going to grab one!"
