Suspicion

The tall girl had not gone far when she sensed movement behind her and hurriedly turned around.

"Th-this is a Soul Refining Pill, and a high-grade one at that!" the richly dressed man exclaimed.

"A High-grade Soul Refining Pill? How could that be? That man outside is only an early nascent soul cultivator!" The tall girl quickly returned, disbelief written across her face.

"There's no mistake. This is absolutely a High-grade Soul Refining Pill. Its soul power is extraordinarily pure—even better than the high-grade Soul Refining Pills refined by the Grand Branch's master alchemists! Where is that man? Take me to him at once!" The richly dressed man stoppered the bottle and said urgently.

The tall girl's face alternated between pale and red as she led the richly dressed man outside.

The two soon arrived outside and immediately spotted Yuan Ming sitting in the pavilion, toying with a white jade pill bottle in his hand.

The richly dressed man had already regained his composure. From afar, he clasped his hands and said warmly, "An honored guest has come to our door, yet we have been terribly remiss. Please forgive us."

"You must be the pill appraiser of the Pill Appraisal Pavilion? I presume you have already examined my pills. I wonder whether they have caught the eye of your esteemed trading post?" Yuan Ming put away the white jade pill bottle in his hand and asked.

"Your pills are of exceptional quality. Naturally, our establishment wants them. That junior was ignorant and neglected you, Fellow Daoist. I have already severely reprimanded her, and I hope you will be magnanimous." The richly dressed man gave the tall girl beside him a meaningful look.

"This little woman was careless and treated an honored guest poorly. Please accept my apology." The tall girl