C451 (1/2)

Early morning.

Hong Tong, who was waiting for good news in the Tibetan Pill Pavilion's VIP area, suddenly saw a black figure blundering in.

Hong Tong scanned the place with his divine sense, and his expression instantly changed slightly.

”Zhang Jiu, what's wrong?”

Seeing the pale Zhang Jiu, and the invisible He Qilong, Hong Tong hurriedly went forward and asked.

”Hong Tong, you have succeeded in your mission, but Martial Nephew He was unable to return.”

”Why?”

Hong Tong's face changed slightly.

”The other side has an expert protecting them from the shadows. Fortunately, I ran fast enough, or else I would have fallen into the depths of the mountains.”

Zhang Jiu replied to him with a lingering fear in his heart.

”Give, this is their pill. I, your father, spent a great deal of effort to obtain it from the hands of those kids!”

Zhang Jiu took off the storage bag from his waist and threw it over to Hong Tong.

Hong Tong took the spatial storage bag, and impatiently scanned through the pills inside with his divine sense.

In next to no time, his expression became extremely strange.

”How is it? There's still a lot of medicinal pills inside, right?”

Seeing him suddenly stop talking, Zhang Jiu thought that he was shocked by the massive amount of pills inside the spatial storage bag.

”This is the medicinal pill you snatched back?”

Hong Tong's face suddenly darkened, his face had a look of doubt as he looked at Zhang Jiu who was in front of him.

Zhang Jiu nodded seriously at him and answered: ”That's right! ”What's the problem?”

”What's the problem?”

Hong Tong immediately laughed coldly and threw the spatial storage bag on the table.