"Patriarch, why didn't you accept the Instant Qi Pill?" As soon as Gu He left, one of the elders was the first to question him sharply.
Although the other three elders did not speak, their faces bore the same confusion and reproach. Even the Great Elder, who was quite close to Han Beng, spoke up this time.
The value of a Seventh-grade pill was comparable to several months of income for the Han Family. Without a suitable explanation, even Han Beng, as the patriarch, could not avoid punishment.
"Because Mr. Gu He is worth it." Rather than becoming angry at the elder's questioning, Han Beng smiled and said confidently, "If my guess is correct, Mr. Gu He is a Seventh-grade Alchemist. Only alchemists would casually take out pills without batting an eye when repaying a favor. Ordinary people, even if they owed someone a favor, would at most offer Dou Techniques, cultivation methods, or high-quality weapons. After all, cultivation methods are easy to obtain, while pills are difficult to find. Yet when Mr. Gu He took out the Instant Qi Pill, he simply handed it to me as though it were nothing, without the usual caution people showed when producing a pill. This proves that, in his eyes, an Instant Qi Pill capable of making Dou Zongs fight over it is not worth mentioning."
"Therefore, I believe Mr. Gu He is at least a mid-tier Seventh-grade Alchemist." At this point, Han Beng paused, seemingly giving the elders time to absorb his words, before asking sharply, "Which do you think is more important: a low-tier Seventh-grade Instant Qi Pill, or establishing a connection with an alchemist who is at least mid-tier Seventh-grade?"
"The Patriarch is wise!"
"We have no objections."
The elders hurriedly stated their positions, further raising Han Beng's prestige.