Hearing Lu Ye speak so offhandedly like that, and then hearing the words "Mortal Realm Grandmaster, Middle Stage" in there…
Jiang Lianshan was, for an instant, like he'd been struck by lightning, completely stunned.
Wait, what…
This guy standing in a corner of the living room, all timid and cowering, even looking a bit terrified… is a Mortal Realm Grandmaster?!
Since when does a Grandmaster look like that?!
And next, the thing Lu Ye took out again made Jiang Lianshan seem to understand something.
Lu Ye took out a small bottle, with a few pitch‑black little pills inside. He said casually, "This is the antidote for them. About once every two months, just give each of them one."
The reason he handed the antidote to Jiang Lianshan right in front of these two people of the Nine Nether Race was precisely so they'd know that their life‑saving medicine was in Jiang Lianshan's hands.
Even if Jiang Lianshan's strength wasn't high, his orders could not be disobeyed.
