C502 Chapter 502

Even if the spread wasn’t much, there had to be booze. A few of us ate and drank, but the table stayed quiet the whole time. The older-looking guy seemed especially interested in Shi Dian, asking one question after another. Finally, someone said, “Sir, how old are you this year?”

“That’s not what I mean,” he said. “I’m serious. I’ve been working on a pill that can make people younger