After a round of friendly negotiations, the final price was set at three hundred pills.
The entire meeting could be called a great success. Everyone wore happy smiles, displaying the wonderful cooperative relationship between them.
Under the fox's watchful gaze, Wang Ye put away his machete.
"Wouldn't it have been better if you'd done this from the start?"
"You just had to make me put on a performance!"
Wang Ye muttered as he put the machete back into the cloth bag, then stared straight at the fox.
The fox looked somewhat bewildered, not understanding.
"Where's my medicine?"
Seeing how clueless the fox was, Wang Ye could not help asking.
"How the hell am I supposed to have it without refining it first!"
"Fuck!"
"I can't just conjure it out of thin air! I'll have someone deliver it to you in three days!"
The fox cursed furiously.
Meanwhile, Wang Ye still wore that harmless, even somewhat innocent smile. He scratched his head awkwardly. "All right, then get busy. I'll be going first."
Before he even finished speaking, Wang Ye's body stiffened where he stood. He did not move at all before toppling straight to the ground, no longer even breathing.
The fox stared at him blankly, then could not help muttering a curse.
"Clones are fucking convenient. If you don't want to use one anymore, you can just withdraw your mental power. Fuck, and I still have to dispose of the body for you!"
Still cursing, the fox dragged Wang Ye's clone over and tossed it directly into the river.
The river water, which had appeared so clear and picturesque, gradually submerged Wang Ye's body. His skin began rotting at a visible speed, until his entire body completely vanished, as though he had never existed.
Elsewhere.
Inside the tree, Wang