"Master, I'm back," the attendant said respectfully as he walked up to Master Wan.
"Mm." Master Wan nodded slightly and said nothing more.
"Master, someone outside wishes to see you," the attendant reported again.
"Not seeing him. Tell him to leave." Master Wan flicked his sleeve and said impatiently.
"Can't you see I'm refining pills?"
The attendant turned his head and looked at Xu Zimo with some difficulty.
"Master Wan, you flatter me. I merely came to ask you about someone," Xu Zimo said with a smile.
"Who?" the Old Man raised his head and asked.
"Pill Master Wuchen," Xu Zimo replied word by word.
"Never heard of him." After saying that, Master Wan squatted down without looking back and continued examining the pills before him.
"If you tell me where Pill Master Wuchen is, you will naturally remain safe and sound," Xu Zimo said with a faint smile.
"Otherwise, today I can only send the two of you to be buried with each other."
Master Wan turned around, looking somewhat astonished. "Are you threatening me?"
"I know your influence. If you merely say the word about pill refinement, I fear everyone in Dragon City would be willing to hunt me down."
Xu Zimo said calmly, "But you should think this through as well.
"Dragon City means nothing to me, and I have no intention of making enemies."
"I don't know any Pill Master Wuchen." Master Wan was silent for a moment before replying flatly.
"Then who taught you your pill-refining techniques?" Xu Zimo asked.
Master Wan fell silent again. In the end, he said, "I taught myself."
"Fine." Xu Zimo waved his hand, and spiritual energy began gathering around him.
He said faintly, "Since you refuse to speak, I can only kill you."
Hearing Xu Zimo's words, and seeing