Chapter: 323

He couldn't believe it - he thought this divine medicine was concocted by a hidden master, but it turned out to be the young Ye Chen who had refined it right before him.

But that's it, considering what he said, this is just a half-finished product at most?!

A half-finished product is already so formidable, so if someone were to refine this elixir properly, wouldn't the effect be at least twice as good as now?!

The middle-aged man from the Song family was stunned, and suddenly his heart surged with wild joy!

He never thought in his dreams that Song Wan Ting could find such a powerful deity!

If the Song family can get this kind of support, it's literally like hugging a golden leg!

But what do rich and influential people fear most? Death!

No matter how much money or power you have, enjoying life without a lifespan is just futile!

Would anyone recognize someone who could casually pull out divine medicine, extending one's lifespan wouldn't be an extravagant hope!

Just take Song Lao's word for it - if Song Lao were to really live five more years, it would be a blessing for the entire Song family!

Because Song Lao's reputation, foundation, and network are things that none of his descendants could possibly compare to!

The old master being alive, many people must give him face, but if he were to be gone, many people would no longer give Song family face.

So, the Song family also hopes that the old master could live as long as possible for a few more years.

With his patronage, the descendants of Song can do things twice as efficiently!

For a while, Song Honor looked down on Ye Chen with disdain. This time, he was also startled in his heart.

At the same time, he couldn't help but feel some panic.

Just earlier, I had been mercilessly mocking him, yet he turned out to be a true hidden master!

Shi Tianzhi couldn't help but bow and beg: "Ye Master, my old body has been plagued by old injuries. If you could grant me a favor and concoct a divine medicine for me, I would offer 10 million in cash!"

The middle-aged man of the Song family also couldn't help but step forward to pay his respects, trembling as he said: "Ye Master, if you could refine another divine medicine, please grant us one. The Song family is willing to offer 10 million in cash!"

Ye Chen spoke calmly: "I don't lack money, and I can still refine the medicine without any trouble. Since your hearts are sincere, I'll refine some more for you. When the time comes, I'll give each of you a pill."

"You're truly our Song family's benefactor, Ye Master." The middle-aged man of the Song family was excitedly incoherent, seeing Ye Chen standing there and quickly brought over a stool for him to sit on, wiping his sleeves again: "Ye Master, please sit down."

Song Rongrong quickly poured a cup of tea and presented it to Ye Chen's face: "Ye Master, are you thirsty? Please have a sip of tea."

Song Wen Ting looked silently on, her heart in turmoil with no end.

Who would have thought that Ye Chen would have such abilities?

And yet, he, a stepson, was unaffected by two million yuan. Why? JrNovels.com