Amid his quandary, Jared suddenly caught sight of a fleeting shadow whisking past the window.
“Who's there?” Jared demanded, his brows knitting together in a frown as he cautiously narrowed his eyes.
The door creaked open at that moment, and Viola slowly entered, carrying a porcelain vial.
“Jared, thank you for helping me out. These are some high-grade pills retrieved from Emerald Cauldron Sect's inventory. They will aid your cultivation. Take it as a token of my heartfelt thanks,” she said in a small voice, placing the porcelain vial on the table.
“Thank you, Ms. Warwick.” Without any pretense of modesty, Jared accepted the gift.
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