C976 Jiang Yun

The group of people in front had all entered, but Yang Tiance and the others were still standing there quietly. Yang Tiance was thinking about something, and what he was thinking about was not anything else, but the president.

Other than him, who else could concoct pills that took physical form? Who?

In fact, it was not that pill refining was truly difficult, but it was just that in this world