Lian Chengyu’s words were cold and inhumane. The Patriarch felt he was going overboard and said, “Chengyu…You are asking for too much. These people seldom eat a proper meal or wear proper clothes. How would they be able to endure the toxin from the Frost Python? They have already sacrificed themselves for the Lian tribe. In the future when you make your meteoric rise, you must take care of their families.”
“Got it,” said Lian Chengyu with a straight face. “I’m only worried about the refinement process and fear it will be delayed unnecessarily. If these people died too early, it would affect the refinement process. Grandpa, please send the order down to the tribe to gather more help. The more the merrier. With more people, they can all share in the toxicity of the Frost Python and last longer. Although the Blood Thinning Pill isn’t a very expensive drug, but with most of our money gone, we have to save every penny.”
Lian Chengyu said it lightly. The Patriarch sighed hearing this. He knew that for every person recruited, another life was lost.