Giving Life-Extending Pills

Everyone took their seats one by one, and Elder Yang personally brewed tea.

Just then, a young man in a black Zhongshan suit rushed in.

He had noticed the commotion in the courtyard earlier and, feeling uneasy, came in to check, his eyes full of questions—how did these two guests get in?

Elder Li looked up and saw him.

"Xiao Wang, it's nothing." Elder Li waved his hand. "Go on with your work."

The young man didn't move immediately, still hesitantly looking in this direction.

Elder Yang also came to his senses and put on a stern face.

"Alright, didn't you hear what Elder Li said?" he said. "What are you still standing there for?"

"Yes!" The young man stood at attention, dared not ask any more questions, and quickly turned and left.

Elder Wang watched his retreating figure and chuckled.

"Looks like they realized it too, and they're terrified."

"Who says otherwise?" Elder Li stroked his beard and turned to Shen Jingchuan:

"Young Friend Shen, your move really scared the three of us old bones. To be honest, it's thanks to the ginseng you gave us last time that we had some confidence; otherwise, just now, at least two of us would have been lying on the ground."

After a few words, the elderly men burst into laughter, using the laughter to cover up their earlier shock and embarrassment.

Shen Jingchuan laughed along:

"Hey, I'm in a hurry. The traffic on the ground is terrible, so I had no choice but to take a detour by air."

These words drew laughter from the others. Elder Yang, however, remained oblivious, turning to Professor Wen with a questioning look in his eyes.

Professor Wen blushed and decided to speak frankly.

"Hey, then I won't hide it anymore."

He rubbed his hands together.

"Here's what happened—the people we sent to protect Mother Meng came back and said that Xiao Meng and her mother suddenly look much younger, especially her mother, who looks almost like Xiao Meng's older sister; the two of them are only a few years apart in age when they stand together."

"You know me, I've been obsessed with medicine my whole life. Hearing about this really piqued my interest, and I couldn't resist. I called Mr. Shen, but couldn't get through. In a moment of confusion, I asked Xiao Meng —this was something I shouldn't have done. Mr. Shen only came because he heard about it. It's my fault, my fault."

In fact, Elder Yang, Elder Li, and Elder Wang already knew about this matter.

Now that things have come to this point, they decided to go along with it and openly discuss the matter.

Elder Yang personally picked up a cup of tea and handed it to Shen Jingchuan. Shen Jingchuan quickly stood up to take it and thanked him.

"Young Friend Shen, please don't take it to heart."

Elder Yang spoke slowly, his tone very steady:

"The people protecting you were the ones you personally asked me to find. Let me be frank with you—these people aren't government employees; they didn't use a single penny of state funds. They're all people I pulled from my good-for-nothing second son, who runs a security company. In the end, I'm doing you a favor personally."

Shen Jingchuan nodded and listened without interrupting.

"During their care, they noticed that Xiao Meng's mother looked younger every day; and Xiao Meng, you also look more radiant than before, though not as obviously as your mother."

Elder Yang spoke, he glanced at Meng Ke, then looked away:

"They found it strange and reported it to me. I figured it must be your doing Young Friend Shen. I specifically told them that this was their private matter and they shouldn't inquire or ask any questions."

He paused, then gave Professor Wen a reproachful look that was neither a smile nor a hint of mockery.

"Who would have thought that Old Wen couldn't hold back?"

When Elder Wen was called out, he awkwardly adjusted his glasses, lowered his head, and didn't dare to reply.

Shen Jingchuan saw through their expressions perfectly.

The four elderly people, whose combined age was over three hundred, spoke in roundabout ways, and he really had no interest in playing along with their cryptic banter.

However, after listening for a while, he found that the other party did not seem to intend to seize or coerce him with force, so he actually found it quite pleasant.

He went over the decision in his mind again.

On Earth, he was managing it as a backup plan—war was about to break out in the other world, and no one could say for sure whether peace would last. If something went wrong, he could always retreat back here. Managing both sides meant he had to have one as a safety net.

Therefore, we should try to maintain good relationships here.

This isn't about being afraid of anyone; it's just a matter of how you conduct yourself in society. If you can live peacefully together, why tear things apart?

Besides, it was just a few pills, very cheap for him, and he could easily solve the problem.

But he knew in his heart how important this thing was on Earth—adding fifty years to one's lifespan was no exaggeration to call it a game-changer.

Trading a few insignificant pills for peace and goodwill here is worthwhile. His decision before coming here was correct.

"Elder Yang, Elder Li, Elder Wang."

Shen Jingchuan greeted them one by one, and then nodded to Elder Wen:

"And Elder Wen. All four of you are elders, so as a junior, I'll speak frankly and not beat around the bush."

As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his hand and waved it. Four jade bottles appeared out of thin air, supported by a wisp of Spiritual Power, and landed slowly on the table, arranging themselves in a row.

The four elderly people's eyes were all drawn to it. The bottle appeared out of thin air and floated steadily onto the table.

If this were an illusion or a magic trick, it wouldn't fool their eyes, especially since the scene of riding the sword was still vivid in their minds.

"Each of these contains one Life-Extending Pill, for a total of four."

Shen Jingchuan pointed to the jade bottle, his tone indifferent:

"I hope you won't ask where the pills came from. Just enjoy them, okay?"

Elder Yang was the first to nod, answering decisively:

"Sure, why not? Everyone has their own secrets in life."

He paused, leaned forward slightly, and spoke with a more serious tone.

"Young Friend Shen, let me speak frankly with you. We don't yet know the exact use of this pill, but you needn't worry about it."

"If we get it, it's our good fortune; if we don't, we won't blame you at all."

"And let me make this clear: the four of us are dealing with you in a personal capacity today, and it has absolutely nothing to do with our official positions or backgrounds. Are you reassured now?"

Shen Jingchuan inwardly praised him. As expected of someone who has been in a high position for a long time, his clear-headedness and understanding are something ordinary people can't match.

He stopped beating around the bush and went straight to the point:

"Since Elder Yang has put it this way, I won't hide it from you—this Life-Extending Pill can add fifty years to a person's life."

The moment the words "fifty years" were uttered, the pavilion fell silent.

The four elderly people all paused for a moment.

Fifty years! How is that any different from living life all over again? So many people are too short-lived to even live to fifty.

If this were true, wouldn't they be able to live healthily to over a hundred years old, and have plenty of years to do the responsibilities they bear and the things they haven't finished?

The group looked at each other, unable to suppress their shock, and became somewhat flustered.

Shen Jingchuan took in their expressions and knew perfectly well that these men still harbored some doubts.