How many branches does Xingqiong Pavilion have? Or, in other words, such a powerful force that is as rich as a country, how many types of things it sells?

Such a force will deal with her often when she becomes stronger, right?

If this calculation is made, this token is of great value.

"Yes." Seeing that Jinchen did not respond, Xingye Dou said again: "Although these things are precious, they are far less than the Qingling Break Pill refined by Lord Anyang himself."

"In this way, how about I owe the lady another favor? If Miss Jinchen needs help in the future, just say it."

Oh my God, is this elixir so precious? Jinchen now doubts whether he inadvertently lost several gold mines...

"If the lady still thinks it's not enough..." Xingyedou seemed to want to say something.

Jin Chen took the token and then patted the pill on his hand.

"Enough, enough, enough." Jin Chen said.

"Thank you, Miss." Xing Yedou looked at the pill in his hand and his eyes were burning.

"Each, each get what you need."

Jinchen still felt that he had taken a big advantage, and couldn't help feeling a little ashamed, his face flushed, and hesitant to speak.

What should she say? I can’t tell her children that I still have more than twenty pills!
Chapter completed!