Mi Ziwen, Who Is In The Same Boat (2)

"Just note down what you take.

"Let's not talk further. I'm busy!"

There was a lot of noise. Mi Ziwen walked away quickly.

When he was far away, Mi Ziwen felt that the smell was still lingering in his nose.

He shook his head with a wry smile. Why do they all seem so abnormal?

"Sir Mi!"

Mi Ziwen had just walked to the warehouse and was about to put something into a Cosmic Bangle when he suddenly saw Yin Wuyou walking over.

"Your Highness." Mi Ziwen cupped his hands and bowed.

"Sir Mi, it's like this. I have some secret medicinal pills from the imperial family that can improve a martial artist's physique and increase their cultivation speed…"

Mi Ziwen froze, his expression turning deadly serious. "Your Highness, the imperial family has such pills?"

His Mi family's ancestor had followed Great Xia's founding emperor, Emperor Xuan, to war, but he had never heard of this.