"The Perfected Person is truly well-intentioned; you should take it to heart."
Li Xuanfeng offered a word of advice, and Ning Heyuan nodded in response, his expression complicated, as he murmured softly:
"I understand, elder brother. I do not resent the Perfected Person's admonishments, nor do I fear offending any so-called chosen one of destiny. I only fear the day when the Perfected Person ceases to admonish me, truly leaving me here, never to inquire after me again—then I would have no path forward."
Li Xuanfeng paused. Ning Heyuan drew a jade bottle from his chest and spoke softly:
"The matter entrusted to me by brother-in-law... is already taken care of. Those 'Changmu Spirit Pills,' ten in all, have been exchanged for 'Xuanmin Pills' of even higher quality, eight in total, all pristine."
Li Xuanfeng nodded slightly and accepted them. Ning Heyuan cupped his hands toward him and withdrew.
