Chapter 575: Great Tearing Hand

Salvatore Casson said evenly, "I'm only passing through. I have other matters to handle, so I can't stay long." Phillip Lyson understood. If he did not show enough sincerity, Salvatore might turn around and leave without a second glance. Phillip smiled. "Young Master Casson, my herb garden holds countless Immortal Medicine. Each time you help me refine one furnace of Pill, I'll take only a single pellet. How about it?" Salvatore pretended to weigh it. "Let me see the Pill Formula." Phillip...