The Pills Are Poisonous!
Mo Shangsheng was a little bewildered.
Jun Changxiao actually wanted to approach him for business—and it was a huge deal at that?
No!
There had to be a trick behind this!
It might be a pitfall, or perhaps some newfangled scheme to swindle him!
Sigh.
The trust between people had been thoroughly played away by Jun Changxiao.
"Sect Master Jun."
Mo Shangsheng said, "I am not a businessman, and I know nothing whatsoever about doing business."
It was an elegant, tactful refusal. Mainly, he was worried that the other party would trick him.
"Please rest assured, City Lord Mo."
Jun Changxiao could hear the meaning behind his words. He said earnestly, "Doing business with Jun will only leave you with overflowing bowls and brimming pots. You will never suffer a loss."
The more he said this, the more Mo Shangsheng felt he was about to be scammed. He smiled awkwardly. "If Sect Master Jun wishes to do business, you should seek someone else. Mo truly is not cut out for this."
"Very well."
Seeing his reluctance, Jun Changxiao turned and left.
"Sigh."
With a sigh, he said, "Jun will have no choice but to take pills that can instantly restore people and trade them with other planes."
"Wait!"
Mo Shangsheng said, "What did Sect Master Jun just say?"
Jun Changxiao turned around and raised his right hand. A bottle of Healing Pills rested in his palm. "This is called the Instant Healing Pill. No matter whether the injury is minor, severe, or life-threatening, taking one will restore you in an instant. It is truly an essential, indispensable, must-have pill for martial artists at home or on the road, whether robbing homes or plundering houses!"
This sudden salesman-like explanation left Mo Shangsheng completely dumbfounded.
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