“Young master, please excuse me. I will go to the bookstore to bring some books to Xiao Liu. I will be back soon.” Li Wu waited until the restaurant waiter had put all the dishes on the table before preparing to take advantage of the young master to have a meal. And went to buy the things he needed to buy.

“Go ahead, do you still have enough money?” Li Tianyan nodded and asked again when he heard that he was going to buy something for Xiao Liu.

“It’s enough. I’ll go first, young master.” After receiving Li Tianyan’s words, Li Wu quickly exited the private room and hurried downstairs.

“Brother Li, do you have any plans next?” Guan Haoran asked Li Tianyan seemingly casually while putting food on his plate.

Li Tianyan put down the chopsticks in his hand, pondered for a moment before speaking, “I’m going to open a store selling medicinal pills.”

Hearing the word ‘medicinal pills’ Guan Haoran paused in his hands and looked at Li Tianyan in surprise. “Young Master Li, you can also make medicinal pills? I wonder what kind of medicinal pills they are?”

“Hahaha, naturally it’s not the kind of medicinal pill that will grow spiritual roots after eating it,” Li Tianyan said half-jokingly.

Guan Haoran rubbed his nose in embarrassment when he was suddenly teased. Now that he thought about it, this medicinal pill was indeed a bit of a fantasy. He had somehow been so obsessed with it that he believed it to be true.

Li Tianyan continued, “The medicinal pills I make are generally used to strengthen muscles and bones, increase vitality, or break through barriers to increase the success rate of advancement. There are also some medicinal pills for treating internal and external injuries.”

For warriors, the grade of the medicine was not high, and it was more than enough for him to make some medicinal pills suitable for acquired warriors.

The more Guan Haoran listened, the brighter his eyes became. “It’s really so powerful. So, Young Master Li, do you think I can still be saved?”

“Hey, you’re not terminally ill.” Li Tianyan looked him up and down and smiled.

A wry smile appeared on Guan Haoran’s face, “Brother Li, don’t mention it. I started practicing martial arts like other children from aristocratic families when I was ten years old. It has been more than six years now. The best people of my age have already reached the fifth level, but I still stand still at the second level. How is this no different from a terminal illness?”

As a warrior, his strength couldn’t be improved. He could only watch others advancing while feeling the pressure in his heart. It was something others couldn’t imagine, especially since he was the only son of the Guan family. If his mother’s background was not strong enough, some elders of the Guan family might have forced his father to take a concubine.

“It’s not that serious. You just have weak bones and are not suitable for practicing too explosive combat skills. Choose gentle body-refining techniques that don’t put too much pressure on the muscles and bones. Medicinal baths can assist, and with consistent practice, catching up with others in the future is not impossible,” Li Tianyan offered some casual advice.

Warriors often pursued strength and flashy combat skills, but these could take a toll on the body. Guan Haoran’s physique was stronger than the original owner, but it seemed he chose the wrong combat skills initially, leading to stagnant progress.

Guan Haoran was overjoyed at the suggestion. He dropped his chopsticks and said to Li Tianyan, “Can I ask Brother Li for the prescription for the medicinal bath?”

Li Tianyan had the suitable prescription for his sickness so Guan Haoran knew that only Li Tianyan could provide the medicinal bath prescription for him.

Thinking about Li Tianyan’s similar past struggles and meeting him twice at the medicine hall, Guan Haoran wondered if Li Tianyan had used some medicine to improve himself. But how did Li Tianyan acquire these skills? Could it be that he sought advice from an expert? The more Guan Haoran thought about it, the more he believed this to be the case.

“Of course, there’s no problem with the prescription, but I also want to ask Young Master Guan for help,” Li Tianyan said.

“Brother Li, just say it,” Guan Haoran replied decisively.

Li Tianyan tapped his fingers on the table, “My medicinal pill store may need to borrow Young Master Guan’s name. I wonder if Young Master Guan is willing. The store’s profit can be divided, with 10% for Young Master Guan.”

“Of course, you can use my name as you like. If it’s not valuable enough, even my mother’s name can be lent it to you,” Guan Haoran boldly agreed.

Li Tianyan: “…” Something was really wrong with Guan Haoran’s head.

“Young Master Guan’s kindness is appreciated, but since us brothers have settled the score, we should do as I say,” Li Tianyan said seriously, not wanting to owe a favor.

“Since Brother Li said this, I won’t refuse. But Brother Li, have you chosen the location of the store? If not, I have a few good ones. If you don’t mind, just take one and open a medicinal pill store,” Guan Haoran suggested, thinking that he could use it as an investment.

“Then I won’t be polite to Young Master Guan, you can just choose one for me,” Li Tianyan accepted the proposal calmly.

Seeing that the two had finished talking, Cheng Qi quietly tugged on Li Tianyan’s clothes, pointing to the untouched plate, “Young master, you haven’t eaten a bite yet.”

Li Tianyan, engrossed in conversation, glanced at the overloaded plate and chuckled, “It’s so much.”

The dishes in front of him were stacked several high, and Guan Haoran couldn’t help but joke, “Brother Li’s wife is really considerate. Brother Li, please eat quickly.”

Li Tianyan, caught off guard, could only laugh awkwardly and started eating.