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"What kind of pill are you refining!?" Seeing the door of the secret room open, Zhang Danhua was the first to rush over and grab Ye Mingche's arm. Although he was an old man, his movements were incomparably nimble.

"Nothing. Help me suppress the news. It's a miracle pill, and I can't guarantee its success. " Ye Mingche waved his hand and said.

Seeing Ye Mingche's resolute tone