Jinyun Valley.
Before a bamboo forest sat a luxurious, sprawling mansion with three main courtyards.
This was the residence of Tributor Li.
"Brother, Jinyun Valley is in urgent need of the Cold Frost Pill. It must be incredibly important, yet you keep making excuses to put it off. Aren't you afraid of provoking Jinyun Valley's dissatisfaction?"
Li Hong looked at his elder brother, his face etched with worry.
Though they were blood brothers, the younger, Li Hong, was powerfully built, with a square face and a wide mouth—nothing like his elder brother, Tributor Li, who had short, stout limbs and a small, squat frame.
"It would be one thing on any other day, but the circumstances are special right now!"
"The more special the circumstances, the more it highlights my importance, wouldn't you say?"
Before he could finish, Tributor Li cut him off.
