It Was All a Setup

In fact, Zhang Daoru had wanted to fast for three days, but his bones were old. He couldn't live on vegetables alone; he needed nourishment.

Zhang Xin'ai watched her grandfather solemnly accept the red Qi-Supplementing Pill. He immediately took out his handkerchief and wrapped it up, as though afraid the pill might evaporate.

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

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

Zhang Yang gave away 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 gotten him everything he wanted.

"Grandpa Zhang Yang..."

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" now. Shouldn't he reward his granddaughter with a piece of red chocolate? Zhang Yang had no such intention. He wasn't in any hurry to take one himself, either. Since Zhang Daoru had received a pill, he would surely be the first to use it. Zhang Yang would see how it affected him before deciding anything else.

"Well... Zhang Daoru, since everything's settled, I'll head back. My company opens tomorrow, and there's still a lot to do."

It was an excuse. There was nothing he needed to do. He hadn't planned a grand opening at all, just a quiet one. He hadn't even sent out a single invitation!

Zhang Yang simply didn't want to spend the rest of the day under those three strange gazes.

Zhang Daoru glanced at