It Was All a Setup

In fact, Zhang Daoru had wanted to fast for three days first, but his old bones couldn't get by on vegetables alone. He needed nourishment.

Zhang Yang watched his grandfather solemnly accept the red Qi-Supplementing Pill. Zhang Daoru immediately took out a handkerchief and wrapped it up, as if afraid the pill might evaporate.

No wonder. Countless people devoted to cultivation had racked their brains trying to comprehend the Great Dao and concoct pills, only to get nowhere. Some had died in the pursuit.

Zhang Daoru had believed such things existed for years. Now that he had seen one, he was beside himself with joy.

Zhang Yang had given him a pill, completely overlooking the fact that it had been refined with the Zhang Family's help.

Of course, Zhang Yang didn't ask Zhang Daoru for more money, either. One Qi-Supplementing Pill had settled everything.

"Young Master Grandpa..."

Zhang Xin'ai glanced at the pocket where Zhang Yang had tucked away the paper packet. She wanted one too.

"Hmm..."

She was calling him "Grandpa," after all. Shouldn't he reward his granddaughter with a piece of red chocolate? Zhang Yang had no such intention. He wasn't in a hurry to take one himself, either. Since Zhang Daoru had received a pill, he would surely be the first to take it. Zhang Yang would watch what happened to him before deciding.

"Well... brother, since everything's settled, I'll head back. My company opens tomorrow, and I still have plenty to do."

It was an excuse. Zhang Yang had nothing to do. He hadn't planned a grand opening, just a quiet one. He hadn't even sent out a single invitation!

He simply didn't want to spend the rest of the day under those three strange stares.

Zhang Daoru glanced at Zhang Xin'ai and Zhang Xinzhi. He