Selling the Secret Formula

Niu Youdao froze for a moment, then played dumb. "Sigh, I should hurry back to Heaven Valley and tend to my injuries. If I return late, who knows what crime they'll pin on me." He turned and left.

Yu Cang was a little dumbfounded. He hurried after him and grabbed his arm, badly wanting to tell him: Your cultivation has been restricted—where do you think you're running to? Can you even escape?

But the words changed when they reached his lips. "Niu Youdao, what do you mean?"

Niu Youdao acted as though nothing had happened. "Nothing. I'm going back! Should I stay and wait for Misty Pavilion to pick a fight?"

Yu Cang held on tightly. "You can go back, but give me the liquor formula."

Niu Youdao continued playing dumb. "What liquor formula? I have no idea what you're talking about. Mr. Yucang, let go. I truly don't have time to delay—I really need to go back."

How could he not know what the other man meant? When Yu Cang had mentioned the purpose of coming to Misty Pavilion, he had already said that he had brought up giving the liquor formula to Sha Rulai.

But Niu Youdao did not want to give it away. If Sha Rulai had shown appreciation and spared him, then giving away the liquor formula would have been fine. The problem was that Sha Rulai clearly wanted to force him to his death.

The man wanted him dead, yet he was supposed to send him a grand gift? How low would that make him? Was there any justice in that? Why should he give Sha Rulai the liquor formula?

Yu Cang said, "Stop playing dumb with me. If you don't hand over the formula, I have no way to explain myself to him. The