"??" The young expert was still fighting, but he soon found that the bandits in front of him had stopped, and he could finally breathe a sigh of relief.
He was already near death; if he continued fighting, he would likely meet his Death God in a few minutes!
"Huff, huff..." The boy was panting, recovering.
"You mean, 100,000 gold coins?" At this moment, some high-ranking members of the bandit group appeared, or more precisely, appeared in front of Ye Lang.
"That's right, 100,000 gold coins. If you think it's too little, I can add a little more!" Ye Lang said casually.
"Add a little more?"
At this moment, the scene became chaotic, and people began to discuss it. One hundred thousand gold coins—what a fortune that was to them! They probably didn't even know it.
However, they knew that even if they worked hard to rob someone once, they might not earn thousands of gold coins, and the opportunity to rob someone wasn't something that happened every day.
Although there are passersby every day, many of them have already been snatched up by those in front, and by the time it's their turn, there's no more profit to be made, or they are against extremely strong teams that they can't beat.
Therefore, 100,000 gold coins is equivalent to several years of their robbery work, and even then, only a few years if they were very lucky.
This would naturally appeal to them!
"Here, take some medicine. Don't die, or I'll have wasted my money!" At this moment, Ye Lang came to the side of the young master, threw him a pill, and glanced at him.
This young expert, covered in tatters and blood, must be a penniless pauper!
Ye Lang made this judgment, but he seemed to have forgotten that the boy was like this because he had just been in a fight, not because he was originally like this.
However, Ye Lang didn't seem to care about that. Whether the boy was a pauper or a rich Young Master, he would save him the same way because he was in a good mood today and wanted to splurge a little to ensure the boy's safety.
"..." The young expert looked at Ye Lang's medicine, hesitated, and showed no intention of taking it.
As the saying goes, one should always be wary of others. This young expert has no idea what Ye Lang's intentions are. What if he wants to harm him? Therefore, this should not be eaten.
"What's wrong? Are you reluctant to take it? It's alright. This kind of medicine is very precious to others, but it's nothing to me. Hurry up and take it." Ye Lang said nonchalantly, as if he thought that the young man was reluctant to take the medicine because he thought it was rare.
"..." The young expert hesitated for a moment, then ate it.
If Ye Lang wanted to harm him, why bother with all this trouble? He would have died anyway if Ye Lang hadn't called for a stop. Thinking of this, he wasn't afraid of anything anymore and took the medicine directly.
He quickly realized that his decision was wrong!
"This medicine... is poisonous..."
The young expert felt a burning sensation rising in his body, followed by pain all over his body. He thought he had been poisoned and pointed at Ye Lang, cursing him.
"Poisonous? How could that be? I gave you the Tenfold Great Supplement Pill, the strongest healing medicine. As long as you're not dead, even the most serious injuries will heal. Yours is probably a drug reaction!" Ye Lang shook his head, denying the claim that it was poisonous.
"Really? Is it a reaction to recovery?" The young expert was somewhat puzzled. He had also heard that some holy medicines for healing also had similar reactions.
However, after a while, he became certain that it was definitely not a drug reaction!
"Damn it! You tricked me!! My hands have turned black, and you still say it's a drug reaction, you clearly poisoned me!!!" the young expert roared. At this moment, everyone could see that the young expert's entire body had begun to turn black, indicating that he had definitely been poisoned.
"Huh, how could this be..." Ye Lang was a little puzzled. He took out his medicine bottle and examined it. "I clearly used the Tenfold Great Supplement Pill. Is it because your body is particularly strange, or... wait, this medicine is..."
Ye Lang stared blankly at the medicine bottle, still remembering it—it was the very bottle from which Ye Lang had just poured out his medicine.
"Blacky Black..."
"Black my foot! What nonsense are you spouting at a time like this? Give me the antidote now! If I die, I will never let you go!" the young expert roared, already lying on the side.
"I'm not talking nonsense. 'Blacky Black' is the name of a poison. People who eat this poison will turn black all over. The blacker it is, the deeper the poisoning. If it's as black as coal, it means the person is going to die. Someone as black as you will turn into coal in less than a minute..." Ye Lang explained to the young expert.
"..." The crowd fell silent, not understanding what was going on. Ye Lang had just taken out 100,000 gold coins to save someone, but now he had poisoned the person to death, although it might have been an accident.
"Give me the antidote!!" The young expert got straight to the point, asking for the antidote directly, instead of asking if there was an antidote first, and then asking for it after receiving the answer.
If you ask this question, you can give the antidote directly if you have it, and if you don't, then you don't need to ask again.
"Here you go!" Ye Lang handed over a pill.
"You won't make a mistake this time, will you?" The young expert swallowed the pill first before asking, because he knew that if he asked first, he might not have another chance to take it.
"That's right. Although there's no specific antidote for the Blacky Black, this Detoxification Pill of mine can expel most of the toxins from the body." Ye Lang nodded.
"Then I'm relieved!" The boy breathed a sigh of relief, but he soon realized that he had relaxed too soon.
After a while, he realized that he was still just as dark, and that his stomach felt like it was churning...
"Is your medicine effective? Why am I still just as dark-skinned, and my stomach is upset?!" the boy said, enduring the discomfort.
"That's normal. The poison hasn't been expelled yet. Go detox first. Go somewhere far away..." Ye Lang said to the boy.
"What? Detox? How do I detox?" the boy asked, puzzled.
"I said it's detoxification, so of course it's expelling toxins from the body. Don't hold it in, go over there... further away..." Ye Lan covered her nose and said to the boy.
"Pfft..." At this moment, the boy expelled a kind of poisonous gas—a fart!
"You're ruthless, I'll remember you!!" the boy said, pointing at Ye Lang, before running off to a far-off place to begin his detoxification process.
"You don't need to remember me. I'm just happy today. You don't need to repay me!" Ye Lang shouted to the boy.
I think repaying a debt of gratitude is more about revenge!