“Give them out! And make sure everyone gets a cultivation pill!” George Gordons laughed heartily as he instructed the boys in charge of cleaning his quarters to distribute the Low Tier cultivation pills he had been hoarding; he had intended to use them for trading with the occasional merchants that visited the Estonia City.
But at this moment, he was simply delighted to have invited nearly every Low Tier mage in the clan to receive the pills. Standing behind him not too far were the Grand Elder and the Third Elder, who had effectively become his bodyguard.
Although George had claimed that the Third Elder was his new High Rank backup, but the Third Elder was well aware that it was merely a facade.
The true reason the patriarch of the Gordons clan had requested his younger brother to stay close was due to persistent paranoia he had about potential attacks against them, and George was determined to avoid a repeat of past events.