Tang Rao didn't say much, simply pocketing the seventh-grade Ghost Luo pills into his Space Ring.
"You just stay here for now, I have some business to take care of." Tang Rao looked at the sky—it was already the next day—he had to continue fooling that big idiot Mei Ziqiang.
If I don't dupe this wimp, how can I get you to deal with Bai Ze? Without dealing with Bai Ze, how can I arrange the next steps?
Having said this, Tang Rao didn't linger and left the courtyard immediately.
In the courtyard, Zhou Shengdian stood quietly, staring in the direction Tang Rao had left, somewhat dazed.
"Boss Tang, you really are cautious," Zhou Shengdian suddenly snickered, a sharp glint flashing in his eyes.
Though he didn't know exactly what Tang Rao had concocted, Zhou Shengdian had a premonition that it wasn't Spiritual Medicine, but rather Spirit Poison.
If he really threw it into his mouth and swallowed it, who knows what would happen afterward?
