It was strange. He didn't know Byung-ho particularly well, but he was familiar with him. He'd train alongside him and the other heirs whenever he couldn't train with the Demon Lord. He wasn't a complete stranger and so he could trust that the pill would come out exactly how he wanted with his guidance.
"I'm asking because that isn't an option," he finally said after a long silence.
Byung-ho was now munching on the carrot muffins, but he kept a steady eye on Wooyun. "You'd get a cleaner, more potent pill with an alchemist," he said.
Wooyun nodded. "I'm aware of that."
The young man sighed. "You are quite shrewd, young lord. Coming here to bribe me. Was this Dasom's idea?"
Wooyun threw him a sheepish smile. "Haha. Please don't blame her. I insisted."
Byung-ho gave him a lazy half smile. "Why do I find that hard to believe?" He then ran a hand through his messy hair and blew a breath. "I expect more compensation after I'm finished."
