Silkworm Pupa God-King, the Shrunken Bear Cub

Just as Lu Mingchuan and Huang Quan were strolling hand in hand, Shrek's surgery had only just ended.

"How did the treatment go?"

Flender stared anxiously at the physician emerging from Tang San's room. Even if Tang San favored such underhanded methods, he was still a student of Shrek.

The physician wiped the sweat from his brow and forced a smile onto his tired old face.

"I did not fail my mission. Though it was a type of injury I had never encountered before, the surgery was fairly successful. He should wake up in about fifteen minutes. However, there are some toxins in his body that I do not know how to cure, so I can only suppress them for now."

As he said this, the old man frowned. After all, he was merely a physician and not particularly skilled at detoxification, let alone with poisons concocted by Tang San himself.

Flender felt somewhat relieved upon hearing that. In his view, the truly dangerous injuries were those caused by the Hidden Weapons. As for the toxins, since Tang San was the owner of those poisoned Hidden Weapons, how could he possibly lack antidotes?

After letting out a breath, he thanked the old man and took out several Gold Soul Coins to offer the physician. To his surprise, the man waved them away. "There is no need for Gold Soul Coins. The value of a Soul Sage's favor far exceeds these Gold Soul Coins."

As a shrewd merchant, how could Flender fail to understand such reasoning? That was why he had deliberately taken out the Gold Soul Coins. Since the man did not want them, Flender put them away. Just as the old man had said, the value of a favor from a Soul Sage far surpassed that of mere coins.