C1903 He Was Generous

"Ten thousand... Isn't that too much?" The corner of Mi He's mouth twitched as he asked.

"Absolutely not! At least ten thousand! No more than that! "

" But each type of pill costs ten thousand. Even if you refine me to death, you won't be able to refine it. Furthermore, you haven't even written it down yet. There must be more than one type, right? " Mi He swallowed a mouthful of saliva