"Master She…"
Master She?
Mo Hua was caught off-guard, multitasking, continuing to draw the formation while also using his peripheral vision to glance toward the fisherman's hut.
Inside the hut, a person walked in.
Disheveled hair, wearing a robe of pills, face smeared with red and green, eyes delirious, it was that evil pill master.
"Is this evil pill master surnamed She?" Mo Hua muttered to himself.
Inside the hut, a group of people dressed in black all stood up and saluted the evil pill master, "We greet Master She."
With an air of arrogance, Master She nodded in acknowledgement.
The leading man in black respectfully asked, "Master, is the pill ready for completion?"
"Just a bit more…" Master She walked straight to the head seat, and one of the men in black promptly stood up to offer the seat to She.
Casually sitting down, Master She added, "I've been refining pills until I'm tired; came here to look for some wine to drink."
