C908 CHAPTER908 MARK PILL

Nia Hubert glanced at Sam Moreels, trying to suppress a smirk at his serious demeanor. What did he mean by coming out of the furnace? You've been asleep the whole time, right? And now you're saying you can make medicinal pills? Really?

With everyone watching, Sam calmly opened the pill furnace. Suddenly, a rich aroma filled the air! Then, Sam raised his hand, revealing several smooth