Returning to the East Victory Continent (4)

Not playing by the rules, right?

No Pseudo Divine Power Realm ancestor could stay calm if they saw the medicinal pill he refined.

He did not expect Senior Zhou to be an exception.

Han Zhao felt abnormally uncomfortable that he didn't get to show off.

It was mainly because he treated Zhou Sirong as family. It was still very uncomfortable to be looked down on by his family.

"Alright." Han Zhao sat in front of the desk and took out the spiritual herbs from the Sumeru Pouch. He checked them one by one and roughly estimated which medicinal pills these spiritual herbs could refine.

In less than half an hour, a strong wind blew outside the study, causing the doors and windows to creak.

Han Zhao looked up.

Zhou Sirong turned into a green streak of light and darted into the study. She held the porcelain bottle tightly in her right hand and glared at him with her beautiful eyes. "You refined this top-grade Essence Replenishing Pill?!"