"Demon Medicine, get this straight: on the Southern Continent, not many Divine Masks have circulated yet. I'm not short of customers at all!"
The man in black looked as though he could take it or leave it, casting Li Qingyun a cold sideways glance.
This man was at the Sixth Realm, equivalent to Wei Zu Heaven's Six-Fruit Realm. He could be considered a powerhouse in his own territory, and his tone and bearing brimmed with forcefulness and confidence.
Li Qingyun watched him and gave a faint smile. "In that case, four bottles it is."
His sleeve shifted, and he deliberately let six bottles of Spirit Guiding Powder slip out as if by accident, then hastily put two of them away.
The man in black's eyes instantly lit up, greed growing in them. He immediately changed his tune. "So you Spirit Alchemists are this wealthy! I've changed my mind. One Divine Mask for six bottles of Spirit Guiding Powder!"
As he spoke, Old Black leaned forward slightly, creating an oppressive, threatening presence for Li Qingyun.
Underground dealings were never secure. One careless move, and it was easy for black to eat black.
That was also one reason Li Qingyun had only worked with that Young Master Wan over the past three years.
"Your Excellency's appetite is that of a lion. Forget it, then!"
Li Qingyun looked displeased. He immediately flicked his sleeve, rose, and prepared to leave.
But as he turned, his body halted. The beautiful woman in red had already shifted positions and suddenly blocked his path, her pitch-black, unfocused eyes staring straight at him.
A Fifth Realm Human Puppet!
"Demon Medicine, either hand over every spirit medicine on you, or I'm afraid you won't be leaving this room..." Old Black said coldly from behind him.
Before his words had