Xue Ba pointed at Ding Dian and cursed, "You mangy dog, look at what a mess you've made!" Ding Dian could only nod and apologize. Xue Ba then asked Xu Yi whether, besides exchanging the Wind Fiend Tokens, there was any way to get Li Ping to buy them back—even at the original price. This whole affair was infuriatingly humiliating. By nature, Xue Ba would have loved to pick a fight with Li Ping, but on second thought, he might not have had the moral high ground. After all, every Menial Worker who held a Wind Fiend Token had been clearly warned of the risks. Otherwise, why would they sell for four Profound Yellow Pills when the others went for only two?
Besides, he was Xue Ba, an Inner Sect Disciple of the Second Realm of Life Wheel, a man of some renown within the Southern Pole Sect. If this matter blew up and word spread that Xue Ba was trying to fleece a bunch of Menial Workers, what would become of his reputation? So he couldn't let it blow up.
Xu Yi said, "All I can do is try to persuade Alchemist Li. If he refuses, then at worst I'll stop helping him prepare his auxiliary agents. I'd even give up this rank-three alchemist title. No matter what, I'll help the young master vent this anger." As he spoke, he struck the pose of a loyal servant, prompting Old Desolate to grumble nonstop.
When Xu Yi had explained to Xue Ba how he had come to the Alchemy Hall and earned Li Ping's trust, he hadn't hidden the fact that he prepared auxiliary agents for Li Ping. After all, if he had concealed it, the pieces wouldn't have fit together, and that would inevitably have aroused suspicion.
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