Ji Tian: "..."
"Can you stop interrupting my good mood?"
The King of Competition, holding a bag of popcorn, one piece at a time: "I just happened to notice your thoughts and came over specially to remind you, instead of seeking longevity, you'd be better off eating less junk food and getting to bed on time like me, maybe you'll live a little longer."
"I really thank you, you can roll out now, I don't believe I won't live past twenty-five!"
The King of Competition fell silent for a moment, Ji Tian had already left her mind's consciousness, and thus missed out on the King of Competition's hesitance; it let out a quiet sigh, never mind, some secrets are better unknown—happier for Ji Tian. It would be good if she lived her next few years high-spirited and joyously.
In the end, the elixir was fried all the way to two million and was taken by a businessman in his fifties. Only a few people were skeptical about this medicine.
