"You want my father to find someone to refine a pill for you? Who do you think you are? You want to bother my father over some trifling nonsense?"
After hearing Hai Bodong's explanation, Xiao Yan replied with utter disdain.
"Well..."
Hai Bodong was struck speechless by Xiao Yan's words, unsure how to respond. Xiao Yan did have a point. Given his current standing, asking a terrifying expert like Xiao Zhan to intervene was indeed a flight of fancy.
"Old man, don't get anxious yet. What grade is this pill you mentioned? I'll see if I can find someone to refine it for you!"
As Hai Bodong fell silent, Xiao Yan suddenly spoke.
"Oh, young master, you have a way? The pill I mentioned is a Sixth-Grade Pill, and only an Alchemist with heavenly flames can refine it!" Hearing Xiao Yan's words, a sliver of hope rose in Hai Bodong's heart once more.
"Teacher, you should be able to refine the pill he's talking about, right?"
Xiao Yan asked Yao Lao.
"Yes. No matter how complicated it is, it's still only a sixth-grade pill. It won't be a problem!" Yao Lao replied with great confidence.
"Good!"
Having received Yao Lao's assurance, Xiao Yan replied without hesitation, "The person I'll ask can refine a pill of that grade!"
Seeing Xiao Yan nod, Hai Bodong finally breathed a sigh of relief, and the smile on his aged face grew a little broader.
"Give me the formula. Also, you know the rules for asking an Alchemist to refine a pill, don't you?" Xiao Yan held out his hand to Hai Bodong. "You provide the ingredients!"
Hai Bodong nodded with a wry smile. Naturally, he knew that rule. But a moment later, he caught a few strands of his beard between his withered fingers