"How is it? Not bad right? I did that with my own hands and Little Tian can be my witness." The little old man said proudly with his chin tilted up, an expression of "I'm the absolute best" on his face.
The elderly old man stared at the medicine and then turned to look at the old man, his face twisted up in disbelief.
"Whatever you say, Little Tian would naturally not dare contradict."
The little old man was then infuriated once again. "Nonsense! This medicine was concocted by me! If you do not believe me, I can concoct it once more to show you!" As he spoke, the little old man started scrambling to dig for something within his robes. After a while, he carefully took out a brocade bag, and then gingerly pulled out two crumpled pieces of paper from it.
