Chapter 780

Andrew said, "The two of you already have a solid foundation. This tonic won't do much for you. That's why I've prepared something different-pills, specifically

made for you."

The moment they heard the word pills, Natasha and Dylan's faces lit up with excitement. They watched eagerly, waiting for Andrew to take them out.

However, instead of moving, Andrew simply looked at them and said coldly, "All medicine carries poison to some degree. And pills—especially high-grade ones— are the most dangerous of them all."

He continued, "For an ordinary person, swallowing a single high-grade pill could make their blood boil and explode within hours. The reason is simple these pills contain an overwhelming amount of energy. So don't assume that just because a pill is rare and powerful, it's automatically good for you."

Natasha frowned. "Darling, are you saying the ones you made for us are high- grade pills?"

the table. His voice remained indifferent. "These are Cleansing Pills. They will purge all impurities

pill's effects,

reached for the box, but at those words, her hand trembled slightly before

at the pills, the eagerness in his eyes fading, replaced by a

both of them, smirking. "Combat training is like rowing against the current—if you're not moving forward, you're falling behind. Martial

is fought with blood and sweat. You both want strength, but you're afraid of the risk. If that's the case, then I might as well

gritted his teeth. "Mr. Lloyd, it's not that I'm afraid

Then why don't you take the pill? Weren't you two just begging for high-grade

Andrew's words had clearly struck a nerve-her pride flared, and frustration flickered in her

in her eyes, Natasha, true to her Black

Lloyd. Training isn't for cowards. Either I push forward, or I get left behind. If I back down now, I'll never

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