Meeting Gift

Xu Xiaoshou obediently shut his mouth.

Why were people these days so prone to anger?

Elder Sang glowered at him before picking up the overturned bottle, the pills spilling all over the floor, before packing them inside the bottle. He then pushed the bottle to Xu Xiaoshou.

"Consider this a meeting gift."

Xu Xiaoshou's eyes widened, and he asked with a puzzled look, "For me?"

"You see anyone else in the room?" Elder Sang rolled his eyes. "36 Origin Court Pills, fitting the number of heavenly spirits. Quite an auspicious number."

"Origin Court Pills?"

"You don't know them?" Elder Sang noted the puzzled look on the kid's face and then asked, "You at least know the Spiritual Cultivation Pill, right?"