The robust man saw this and instantly understood Wang Zhen's intentions. He quickly took out a pair of white gloves from his pocket and handed them to Wang Zhen.
Wang Zhen first handed the black wooden box to the robust man to hold.
Then he put on gloves on his own hands.
After completing all this.
He then took the black wooden box back from the robust man's hand.
He reached out his right hand, pinching the black pill inside the wooden box with two fingers, and took it out.
The black pill was pinched in his hand.
Wang Zhen seemed to be appreciating a piece of craftsmanship, examining it carefully, and with a slight smirk on his lips, he said, "Tie Sect indeed lives up to its legacy as a powerful sect that has lasted for centuries, being able to refine such a miraculous elixir."
"Boss, what exactly is this elixir? I've heard that taking it makes one suffer so much they can't live or die, is it true?"
The robust man looked at Wang Zhen and asked curiously.
