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Meanwhile, at the coordinates of the Trial Dungeon…
"Ridiculous! Why do we need to wait for another Apothecary when I'm here?! Haishe brat, are you looking down on this old man?" A voiced filled with outraged sounded.
This voice belonged to an old man who was in his later years of life. He was hunched over, exposing his years of poor posture. He mid section of his head was bald; however, he had some white hair going around the outside. The old man had an unfriendly and grumpy expression as he slowly stroked his thin white beard.
"Elder Pill Master, the agreed upon time has not yet been reached. I am sure our final member will arrive soon." Haishe said respectfully with a smile.
"What final member?! If I say we should go, then we should go! Youngins these days sure know how to talk back to their elders! Back in my day, we respected our elders and followed their words as the law itself! Hmph!" The old man, Pill Master, scowled.
