"The matter of the Fire Element Pill is on me."
Little Jin patted his chest.
"Little Jin, buddy, remember to walk the talk."
Seeing Little Jin taking on a big task, Lin Yi glared at Little Jin's dog head with an unfriendly gaze, "If you don't manage to refine it, that dog head of yours might not be safe..."
Little Jin, however, completely ignored Lin Yi, "When has the great me ever made a mistake in handling matters?"
"Just for the fact that Little Ning'er cooks delicious meals, I cannot allow her to run into trouble!"
Lin Ning was applauding on the side, "I believe in Little Jin, too!"
"Alright then!"
Lin Yi had no choice but to hope for the best from a bad situation, curious about what kind of mess Little Jin would end up making.
After all, Little Jin is a Spiritual Beast of the Leisurely Marquis; surely, he must be of some use, right?
Lin Yi entrusted the task of refining the Fire Element Pill to Little Jin with a nervous heart, just as the door suddenly burst open.
