Zhao Xiongwu hesitated for a moment before his brow suddenly smoothed over.
He snorted coldly. "The Pill Formula for the Pei Yuan Pill isn't in my possession, and I won't snatch it for you. I wouldn't do something so vile. However, I can introduce you to this Mr. Lin. If you've got what it takes, you can ask him for it yourself."
Li Mingcheng's face darkened at the insult.
He snorted. "Good, you know your place. When are you taking me to see this Mr. Lin?"
It would be a hassle, but at least he could get the Pei Yuan Pill. He decided to tolerate it.
"Tomorrow," said Zhao Xiongwu.
Though that's what he said, he was already looking forward to the show.
'If Li Mingcheng finds out that Mr. Lin is my son-in-law, his expression will be priceless, won't it?'
'And if Li Mingcheng finds out that the Dragon Lord has ordered everyone to defer to Lin Han, he'll probably drop to his knees and beg for forgiveness!'
