Even if the Six-Eared Macaque did not give him the Wind-Calming Pill now, he was not in a hurry. It was the Six-Eared Macaque who was truly anxious. If it still wanted to go back to save its master, then it would surely agree to his demands.
The Six-Eared Macaque had not expected that by merely refusing his help, the other party would get angry. What kind of logic was that? Could it be that the other really wanted the Wind-Calming Pill?
It still did not know the details about the person in front of it, not even their appearance. Through their conversation, all it could gather was that this person was definitely not ordinary and that their spells were also superior to its own, but beyond that, it knew nothing.
As to whether the other party had come to help because of the Wind-Calming Pill or had received an order from above to assist, it was completely in the dark.
"Do you want this Wind-Calming Pill?" Six Eared Macaque asked.
