"What are you saying? I know you're furious right now, but this is the Myriad Pills Pavilion, understand? Haven't you considered how you're going to get out later?"
Chu Houcai looked at him nervously.
At this moment, Lu Wanyuan was like a volcano on the verge of eruption, liable to burst forth at any time and burn the entire space to ashes.
Yet it was understandable. His family member was trapped in such a perilous place, with her fate unknown.
Given the current situation, it was likely more ill than well.
Who wouldn't be enraged in such circumstances? Who wouldn't fly into a thunderous rage?
For that very reason, Chu Houcai could not confront him head-on, afraid of provoking him further, and so patiently tried to dissuade him.
After all, he was the one who had brought Lu Wanyuan here. Now that such an unexpected situation had arisen, he had no good way to account for it either.
Moreover, faced with a disaster scene like hell itself, he found it impossible to accept in his heart.
He had never imagined that the Myriad Pills Pavilion possessed such a place.
He had originally thought pills were meant to heal the dying and save the wounded. Who could have imagined they would become something like this? How could it not chill his heart?
Lu Wanyuan was completely consumed by rage, looking ready to attack anyone he laid eyes on.
His eyes were wide as bronze bells, his teeth bared as though they might crack, and his face flushed crimson, as if he were about to kill someone on the spot.
Seeing this, Chu Houcai was badly startled. If this continued, the bomb that was Lu Wanyuan would explode sooner or later.
His mind raced, trying to think of a way to calm