Hearing Wan Fugui's words, Mo Wangchen chuckled. Indeed, his counterpart seemed a year or two older than himself. He said, "Senior Brother Wan, do you have business with me?"
Whoosh!
A Storage Bag suddenly appeared in Wan Fugui's palm as he flipped his hand, "This is something my grandfather asked me to give to you."
"Oh?"
Mo Wangchen's eyes lit up, immediately thinking of the Pill Furnace, "Your grandfather's Fire Poison is healed, right?"
He had previously told Wan Quan that once the Fire Poison within his body was completely suppressed, he would start crafting the Pill Furnace. Now that it had been crafted and delivered, it meant that Wan Quan's Fire Poison had been suppressed after taking the Extreme Cold Pill.
"How do you know about my grandfather's Fire Poison?" Wan Fugui was clearly startled. Even if the other party knew his grandfather, such matters as Fire Poison were usually never shared with ordinary people, right?
