Xiao Yi Xian, I Want You!

Ning Luo followed after her.

Xiao Yi Xian walked up to Mr. Yao and said, "Mr. Yao, how could you do this? Qingfeng Powder can be made with medicinal ingredients that cost less than one gold coin. How could you charge the villagers one hundred gold coins?"

The moment she said this, the villagers were stunned! Medicine made from ingredients worth one gold coin was being sold for one hundred gold coins? That was far too ruthless!

"Mr. Yao, you can't do this! Where are we supposed to find one hundred gold coins?" one villager said.

"That's right! We have elderly parents and young children to support. Even if we sold everything we owned, we still couldn't scrape together one hundred gold coins. Are you trying to leave us no way to live?"

"Mr. Yao, please show some mercy! Save us!"

For a moment, the scene spiraled out of control as the entire crowd erupted into an uproar.

Mr. Yao immediately unleashed an immensely powerful aura. The strength of an Eight-Star Dou Practitioner burst forth.

Boom! Dust flew everywhere with a deafening explosion.

Everyone fell silent.

He looked coldly at the villagers and said, "My medicine costs one hundred gold coins today. I'd like to see whether your lives are more valuable, or my medicine is. If you don't want to buy it, then just wait to die!"

Although this medicine was only worth one gold coin, they could not buy it anywhere else. Since they could only buy it here, even if he sold it for one hundred gold coins, they would still have to buy it. Otherwise, they could only wait for death.

That was the obscene profit of a monopoly!

They were merely ordinary folk. They had no choice.

Find another physician? But where could they find one?

They could only resign themselves to their fate and let others butcher them. "Mr. Yao, please, make it cheaper. We really can't afford one hundred gold coins!"

"Yes, Mr. Yao! These are human lives. Are you really going to stand by and watch us die?"

"Mr. Yao, please! Please save us!"

Mr. Yao looked coldly at the crowd below. This was human nature—no, it should be called slave mentality.

For the sake of staying alive, even one hundred gold coins would not seem expensive.

As long as he dragged things out, they would eventually sell everything they owned and obediently pay for the medicine.

After dealing with the villagers, Mr. Yao turned back and glared furiously at Xiao Yi Xian. "You White-Eyed Wolf, you ungrateful little wretch! I fed and housed you well, yet you dare undermine me? I'll beat you to death!"

As he spoke, Mr. Yao raised his hand and was about to strike Xiao Yi Xian.

Xiao Yi Xian closed her eyes. This was not the first time she had been beaten.

Yet Mr. Yao's palm did not come down for a long time. When she opened her eyes, she saw a "tall" young man standing before her.

He was neither tall nor large, yet at that moment, he seemed incomparably towering in Xiao Yi Xian's heart! He gripped Mr. Yao's large hand and stood protectively in front of Xiao Yi Xian.

Ning Luo!

This benefactor who had saved her had been taking care of her ever since they met. And now, when she was in danger, he was once again the first to step forward and protect her.

"Mr. Yao, hitting women isn't a very good habit," Ning Luo said blandly.

Mr. Yao was immediately shocked when he saw Ning Luo!

Why was he helping Xiao Yi Xian? He was from the Misty Cloud Sect, someone not to be provoked.

He quickly withdrew his hand and said with a fawning smile, "Young Master Ning Luo, why did you come out?"

Ning Luo smiled faintly. "You were about to hit my friend. If I didn't come out, wouldn't I be letting you run wild and commit all sorts of evil?"

Mr. Yao was still somewhat wary after seeing Ning Luo step forward.

After all, Ning Luo was from the Misty Cloud Sect. And with talent like his, he was likely an important disciple of the Misty Cloud Sect. If Mr. Yao offended him, they would certainly have a hard time of it.

Mr. Yao said with a fawning smile, "Brother Ning Luo, Xiao Yi Xian is merely a servant girl I took in. You needn't be so angry over her. If Brother Ning Luo likes her, I can simply give her to you."

At present, Mr. Yao did not want Ning Luo interfering with his profits.

He could now make one hundred gold coins from a single bottle of medicine. With so many people in Qingshan Town—possibly several thousand—he could make an enormous amount of money! How much could one Xiao Yi Xian earn him?

So rather than let Ning Luo ruin his plans, he might as well give Xiao Yi Xian to him and settle the matter peacefully.

"Good. Then I'll thank you, Mr. Yao," Ning Luo said with a smile.

Xiao Yi Xian was instantly dumbfounded!

What did that mean? Mr. Yao had given her to Ning Luo, and Ning Luo had gladly accepted?

She had not expected Ning Luo to be this sort of person. The towering image she had just built of him in her heart completely crumbled.

So Ning Luo had saved her only because he coveted her body.

And she had even foolishly hoped that Ning Luo was different from the rest.

Xiao Yi Xian lowered her head in disappointment.

Mr. Yao looked at Ning Luo with an extremely smug smile.

What Misty Cloud Sect disciple? A single woman had taken care of him.

But just then, Ning Luo continued, "However, I want Xiao Yi Xian—and I want your Myriad Medicine Pavilion as well!"

The moment he said this—

Xiao Yi Xian, Mr. Yao, Mr. Yao's guards, and the villagers below all stared at the young man on the stage in utter shock.

They could hardly believe their ears.

He wanted Mr. Yao's Myriad Medicine Pavilion? How could this kid be so arrogant?