After all, Heavenly Pills used quite a lot of resources in bringing them up. Alchemy was something that innately required a lot of spiritual grass and medicines. When those resources piled up, they cost a pretty penny.

Gilbert Hughes let out a soft cough as he poured a cup of tea that was at the perfect temperature. “Mr. Simmons, you must be tired. Have some tea to soothe your throat. You’ve been so busy today. “Let me help you with these small matters. This entire shop will be absolutely spotless.”

Mr. Simmons raised an eyebrow, nodding happily, “You know me so well, Gilbert. I wouldn’t be able to hand this over to just anyone, but you’ve always done things really well. I can relax by handing over this matter to you.”

revealing a very appropriate smile. It was as if he was incredibly grateful for those words. However, Gilbert did not mean any of those words at all. Instead,

him so much was just that Mr. Simmons felt like he

to become a sixth- grade alchemist, because of

over the weak. If not for that, Mr. Simmons would not even have raised an eyebrow no matter what Gilbert said. When he becomes a sixth-grade alchemist, the first person he wanted to deal with would be Mr. Simmons. Mr. Simmons enjoyed looking for trouble where there was none

he thought about everything, the door to the hall

to apologize when he saw someone storming

not even spare him a glance. He walked right up

had raised in anger immediately gave Chandler a gentle pat on the shoulder, “Oh, Chandler? Why

his lips as he glanced outside. He quickly averted his gaze, “Not bad, I actually have something I

he waved outside. Jack entered Heavenly Pills’ hall

the same level as Mr. Simmons, they were incredibly different. Maynard served Chandler’s family and was just a servant In that family. However, Mr. Simmons was someone who worked for Heavenly Pills. He was definitely regarded much more

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