"I am, And that is kind of you, A-yu. Perhaps you can help me. I do have an ointment of my own as well, I would hate to cut into your supply." The gods knew that even though money flowed like water in this place, medical supplies seemed to be a limited supply when it came to Jin Guangshan's bastards.

He gave the man a soft smile, Mo Xuanyu was a good person and really trying to be helpful. Jinlintai was a hard place to be if you weren't the biggest fish in it and both of them had a disadvantage with not cultivating from childhood.

"Are you certain? Well, I'll have to have some dinner for myself and perhaps you can help me finish it?" He was worried that he wasn't getting enough to eat.