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"Junior has come to disturb Senior, hoping to ask for a favor." Xue Wuqing remained kneeling on the ground.

"If you're here to ask me to refine pills or engage in some fighting, forget it." Tianfeng Pill King said impatiently.

Wang Ming'ao glanced at him disdainfully. Lately, all sorts of people have been visiting his master, offering treasures, hoping to have pills refined, but all have left empty-handed.