Seeing the increasingly uneasy expression on Xu Xianrong's face, Lin Tian wisely shut his mouth. Provoking her when she was about to lose her temper was definitely not the right choice.
"Let's go, let's gather some first. If it's not enough, we can discuss it later."
Clearly, Xu Xianrong had compromised. She knew that alchemy was a meticulous task, and no mistakes could occur in the process. If they ran out of firewood and lost control of the heat, the elixir would be ruined.
It wasn't that Lin Tian was making things difficult on purpose. After all, it was impossible to haul firewood all the way from home, wasn't it? That's not practical, and besides, this concerns Ruyan's health. As her aunt, Xu Xianrong had no choice but to yield.
Lin Tian cheerfully said, "Alright!" Then he got up and left the cave with Xu Xianrong.
