C118 A Demonic Talent for Alchemy

The embroidered box in Vice President Wang's hand was snatched away by Nangong Tianlong. He carefully inspected the color of the boxes, took in a deep breath of the medicinal fragrance, and then removed a bit of the medicinal paste from each and every pill.

Finally, he sat down on a chair as if he had lost his soul. It was as if he was paralyzed, unable to move an inch. Furthermore