Tang Wen smiled. "I took some medicinal herbs from the storehouse, along with a few bottles of Extraordinary Blood Marrow."
Elder Li: "Then you should keep them for your own use! Why bring them to me?"
Listening between the lines, Tang Wen sensed a hidden meaning in his words.
After a moment's pause, Tang Wen's mind raced: 'Is he asking if I'm confident I can successfully concoct the medicine with the Blood Marrow I have?'
'Is he afraid I'll rat him out if I mess things up?'
After some thought, he chose his words carefully:
"I'm just taking precautions. Theoretically, the two bottles I have should be enough to prepare the medicine. If it's not enough, I'll have to ask you for more."
The subtext was clear: he was very confident and didn't expect any accidents.
Elder Li understood. Stroking his beard, he said, "Good. Go get Commander Wu, and we'll eat together."
"Thank you, Elder."
