Hearing Fang Yan's words, the others all sneered.
Li Yansheng, master of the Golden Talisman Hall, said, "Mr. Yan, we have come with sincerity to invite you back to refine pills for us. Surely you aren't planning to raise your hands against so many of us, are you?"
"Haha, two fists are no match for four hands. We advise Mr. Yan to stay calm and not act on impulse. In case of any accident... the worst we can do is ask the Ancient Medical Hall for pills again, but Mr. Yan would lose his life!" Wu Tianlie said.
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