For the next four days, Chen An’nian rarely left his residence.
Apart from stockpiling medicinal pills, he spent his time reading poetry and practicing calligraphy.
It must be said that Second Senior Brother’s methods were indeed effective.
The unintentional aura of killing that always emanated from him was gradually subsiding, to the point where even Liu Su couldn’t sense anything unusual.
In Liu Su’s words, if Master were to don a white robe, he would undoubtedly attract the admiration of countless young ladies.
On the fifth day, Luo Youcai tossed a storage ring to Chen An’nian.
“The items you wanted are ready for you.”
“Quite slow, aren’t you?”
Chen An’nian put on the storage ring and glanced at the three hundred high-grade spirit stones inside, speaking up.
“Big Brother, these are high-grade spirit stones, not mid-grade ones. I had to exchange them at a major trading firm,” Luo Youcai replied, somewhat annoyed.