The old man chuckled. "If you truly wish to thank me, how about taking me as your master?"
Zhao Dong looked helpless. He was genuinely grateful for the old man's guidance and the pill he had provided, but accepting a master was a serious commitment. How could he decide so hastily?
Thus, Zhao Dong said wryly, "It's not that I don't want to accept you as my master, but what would I even learn from you?"
"What would you learn!?"
The old man leaped spryly from his chair, gazed at the sky at a forty-five-degree angle, and thumped his chest with pride. "Let me tell you, back in the day, my alchemy skills were second to none in the Provincial City! Everyone in the martial world knew my name!"
"They called me the Pill Ghost! Do you know who the Pill Ghost is? A legendary figure of great renown!"
Who brags about themselves like this? Is this old geezer trying to pull a fast one?
