Steward Chen was equally astonished upon hearing such an evaluation. Ever since he received this Spirit Gathering Pill, he felt it was far from ordinary.
Old Zhao gripped Steward Chen's hand and asked excitedly, "Little Chen, where did this pill come from? How many are there, and who is the person that refined it?"
"Hold on, hold on. Your questions are too many, Old Zhao, and I don't even know how to answer them. The seller of this pill is right downstairs, and the quantity should be around several dozen."
Steward Chen looked at Old Zhao and said.
"Buy them, we must buy them!"
Old Zhao felt incomparably excited in his heart and immediately walked downstairs.
Their conversation happened to be overheard by a man.
This man had set his sights on the Spirit Gathering Pill in Little one's hands since early on, and it was he who had been casting greedy glances at Little one just moments ago!
This figure wore a Big Dipper robe, sported a hat, and possessed a handsome face with pupils as deep and restrained as the stars; his skin was smooth like a girl's.
This person was none other than the eldest young master of the Wang Family of Years City, Wang Chuanbei!
Steward Chen led Old Zhao right up to Liu Shuangyan and the others, pointing to the Spirit Gathering Pills in their hands.
"Young lady, are all these pills yours?"
Old Zhao asked with some surprise, as he had expected them to be refined by some old man of similar age to himself!
Liu Shuangyan shook her head, pointed at Little one, and said, "These pills belong to them, but the person who refined them is someone else. Let's get back to the point, though. What is the offering price for the