Thousand Herbs Pill

What in the world was going on?

When he heard that the result was a tie once again, Ge Baodong's face turned exceedingly gloomy, and furious flames flashed in his eyes.

"Damn it, what the hell is Ge Lin doing?"

Ge Baodong growled. This time, he didn't direct his doubts at the two Grandmasters. Instead, he blamed Ge Lin.

Ge Lin had grown up in the Ge Family since childhood. Although he was a Grandmaster-level apothecary, the Ge Family had brainwashed him into thinking of himself as their slave long ago.

Though he was an unusual slave, and few in the Ge Family could order him around, Ge Baodong had been doted on by his parents, so he was one of Ge Lin's masters.

Ge Baodong didn't think much of Ge Lin, either. In his eyes, Ge Lin was nothing more than a slave.

Although he couldn't simply kill Ge Lin at will, he could give him plenty of orders that Ge Lin had no choice but to obey.

Faced with this result, Ge Baodong's first reaction was to blame his slave.

Just then, the bodyguard beside Ge Baodong spoke up.

"Young Master, you can't blame Lord Ge Lin for this. After all, Lord Ge Lin has already refined ten Sacred Elephant Pills of perfect quality. If anyone's to blame, it's Qin Shaofeng. He must've just gotten lucky this time!"

The bodyguard wasn't actually trying to defend Ge Lin. The reason was simple: he didn't want Ge Baodong to stay this angry.

No matter how furious Ge Baodong got, Ge Lin would most likely be fine in the end. But the bodyguard was worried that Ge Baodong would have nowhere to vent his anger and take it out on him instead. That would be a disaster.

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