The corners of Lin Taichu's lips curved upward in a wicked smile. "Lin Taichu. You should have other good things here, right?"
"Young Master Lin, these are your medicinal herbs. There are fifty-three plants in total. Please keep them." Uncle Liu handed Lin Taichu a Storage Ring.
Inside the Storage Ring, medicinal herbs were piled densely together.
These were all expensive medicinal herbs, a hundred times rarer than ordinary ones. Every single plant was extremely difficult to find.
Lin Taichu inspected the herbs and nodded. "Not bad. This batch is of good quality."
Lin Taichu accepted all fifty-three medicinal herbs. Then he glanced at the middle-aged man and said, "Come with me. I have something for you."
"Young Master, you..." The middle-aged man seemed to have sensed Lin Taichu's hostility.
"What? You unwilling?"
"No, it's just that if you need any help, Young Master, just say the word. There's no need to go to such lengths to curry favor with me. I cannot bear it..." The middle-aged man gave a wry smile.
"You're overthinking it." Lin Taichu said calmly, "I sincerely want to be friends with you. I have no ill intentions."
As he spoke, Lin Taichu took out several Silver Needles and inserted them into the man's body.
The middle-aged man felt an unbearable tingling itch spread through his body, and he could not help but groan. Yet immediately afterward, he felt a warm, soothing current of heat spread through his body before vanishing without a trace.
At the same time, the middle-aged man discovered that the old internal injuries accumulated within him were gradually healing. There were even faint traces of vitality returning.
"This is..."
Feeling the changes within his body, the middle-aged man was greatly shocked.
"All right, the stagnant blood in your body has been completely