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.”

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

so much was just that Mr.

a sixth- grade alchemist, because of that, Mr. Simmons would always face him

the powerful and trample all 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 far

he thought about everything, the door to the hall suddenly

about to apologize when he saw someone

glance. He walked right up to Mr. Simmons and said, Uncle,

Chandler a gentle pat on the shoulder, “Oh, Chandler? Why are you

his lips as he glanced outside. He quickly averted his

entered Heavenly Pills’

who worked for Heavenly Pills. He was definitely regarded much more highly than Maynard. Hence, Maynard’s proud demeanor earlier had completely deflated in front of Mr. Simmons. It was like he had turned into a dog who did not even dare to

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