“Your brother was originally a weakling. Even if he died, it wouldn’t be a big deal. But Young master Lian sure has a good heart, and has handed me the pills!” Zhao Tiezhu said it as he reluctantly pulled out a red pill from his hip.
Zhao Tiezhu had no intention of giving Yi Yun the pill. He could only wish for Yi Yun’s death, but he did not know why Lian Chengyu had high appraisals for Yi Yun, and specifically gave him the pill to pass to Yi Yun. He was to make sure that Yi Yun ate the pill.
Did Young master Lian really think that highly of the little bastard?
Zhao Tiezhu felt upset thinking of this.
“Young master Lian is such a good person!”
“Young master Lian is too kind!”