"Fellow Taoist Liang, why are you asking this? Do you want me to help you refine pills?"
Lu Zijia pretended to be confused and asked, "However, even though I'm not an alchemist, I still have a lot of pills on me. If you need them, I can sell them to you at a low price."
She knew the temperament of the Liang family very well. If she said she would give it to them directly, the two of them definitely wouldn't want it.
After all, they were just strangers to the Liang siblings. Perhaps they had only met by chance and owed them too much, so the Liang siblings would always remember them in their minds.
As expected, Liang Yingyue didn't reject her immediately. After looking at her brother for a while, she said, "Thank you, Fellow Taoist Lu. We really need pills to treat internal injuries. I wonder if Fellow Taoist Lu has any extra?"
