"Dad, what are you hesitating for? Eat it! You'll become a master after you do," Wang Congming urged.
"Son, stop rushing me," Wang Dawan said gloomily, his eyes still fixed on the Elixir, hesitant. He was a businessman who always thought thrice before acting. Having finally reached the prestigious position of a business magnate, he naturally cherished his life. In short, he didn't dare to eat the Elixir.
Wu Tian watched Wang Dawan with amusement. This Elixir, which he had just concocted using the residual liquid from a Phoenix eggshell, was a truly once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. He was only this generous because he was in a good mood today. Such an opportunity would never come again.
Wang Congming had read his fair share of novels and watched plenty of TV dramas. He said hastily, "Dad, if you're not going to eat it, give it to me. This is good stuff!"
