Although Bai Lao San had not come, the Bai family had still sent an important representative this time.
Qin Shaofeng knew this person as well—it was Bai Yifan.
Meeting Qin Shaofeng again, Bai Yifan could not help sighing. "Mr. Qin, you truly are extraordinary!"
There were actually two meanings behind Bai Yifan's sigh.
First, Qin Shaofeng had survived such a bombardment completely unharmed, which deeply astonished him.
After all, even Bai Yifan himself, if caught in that kind of bombardment, would probably have been able to do nothing but wait for death in despair.
Second, Qin Shaofeng had actually managed to persuade his Third Uncle to make a deal with him.
One had to know that Bai Lao San was famously difficult to deal with in the Bai family. When facing outsiders, his temperament was even stranger and more unpredictable.
Thus, Bai Yifan was also greatly surprised that Qin Shaofeng had reached such a deal with his Third Uncle.
However, considering the effects of the Martial Artist Pills, Bai Yifan was rather approving of this transaction.
"Mr. Bai, you flatter me. Compared with you, I, Qin Shaofeng, am far inferior," Qin Shaofeng said with a faint smile.
Then he gestured for Black Tiger to take out the goods.
Bai Yifan had originally wanted to say something else, but the instant he saw Black Tiger take out a combination lock case, his eyes widened.
"Um, Mr. Qin, don't tell me these are all Martial Artist Pills?" Bai Yifan was somewhat shocked.
In Bai Yifan's view, even if Qin Shaofeng was trading Martial Artist Pills with the Bai family, the initial batch would at most contain sixty or seventy pills, perhaps even fewer.
After all, at the Trading Fair aboard the Sea King, Qin Shaofeng had only brought out thirty Martial Artist