C1497 CHAPTER1497 PLEASE GIVE ME A RECLINING CHAIR

At the start of the process, Sam Moreels was still the center of attention. Most of the onlookers were older men with white hair, but Sam stood out, acting independently with youthful vigor. More importantly, Sam began his routine of sleeping at the site where he was preparing the concoction.

"Master Ji Wei, I need a reclining chair. Sleeping on a pill furnace is too uncomfortable," Sam yawned