In the manor where Jian Wushuang lived,
Wang Yuan was refining a stove of Pills in his own room. It was at the key moment,
"Fatty Wang, Fatty Wang."
Shouts came into the room. Wang Yuan, who was concentrating on refining pills, was distracted all of a sudden. His facial expression changed, before a careless move caused the stove to explode and the pills in it disappeared.
"Damn it, which bastard wasted my medicinal materials. I will kill him if he cannot give me a good explanation." Wang Yuan, dusty and dirty, kicked the door open and walked out, finding two disciples of Dragon Palace who had a good relationship with him waiting for him outside.
"What is going on?" Wang Yuan asked unhappily.
"You are refining pills again?"
"The stove exploded, didn't it?"
