Ling Tian was far stronger than Fang Lei. Hearing him solemnly promise to protect him, Ling Tian couldn't help but find it amusing. Still, he knew Fang Lei was an honest, straightforward man and understood that those words were a promise. He felt a little moved and thought to himself that he would have to give Fang Lei and Fang Gang some proper guidance when he got the chance.
Compared with Fang Lei's high spirits, Fang Gang was much more troubled. He furrowed his brow. "Brother Yuan, our cultivation is too weak. Even if we fight with everything we have, I'm afraid we still won't be able to protect you. We should hire some experts as bodyguards. That way..."
"Other than you two, I don't trust outsiders. We have so many pills, after all. We can't be sure others won't get greedy when they see our wealth." Ling Tian spoke half jokingly and half seriously. He knew what Fang Gang was worried about, and chuckled. "Don't worry. We just need to keep a low profile. You know there are plenty of alchemy workshops like ours in Burning Heaven City. We won't attract anyone's attention."
There were hundreds, if not a thousand, alchemy workshops like Ling Tian's in Burning Heaven City. That was why he felt safe making pills inside the city. After all, Pill Tribulations appeared in many places, and the city's residents had grown used to them.
After a long moment of thought, Fang Gang nodded. His voice turned serious. "Don't worry, Brother Yuan. We'll be careful, and we'll do our best to improve our strength as soon as possible. But raising our strength isn't that simple. We..."
"That's why I told you to study cultivation manuals. They'll be a great help in improving your Mental Cultivation." Ling Tian