September 7

September 7.

At this moment, everyone in Northern Di City knew that the true master of Cold Mountain Pharmacy was returning, and they were utterly astonished. They had always believed that Ziyi was in charge of Cold Mountain Pharmacy, never expecting there to be someone else!

"Have you heard? The true master of Cold Mountain Pharmacy is coming back. Do you think Hall Master Ziyi will really hand this empire over to someone else?"

"If it were me, I definitely wouldn't agree. Hall Master Ziyi has such prestige in Cold Mountain Pharmacy—who would dare defy her? Now some master suddenly appears out of nowhere. Who even knows what sort of person he is?"

"That's what I think too! Who exactly is this master who suddenly appeared?"

"We've always heard of him, but it seems no one has ever seen him. Only the upper ranks inside know about him. How would we dare ask around about something like that? Are we courting death?"

At that moment, a stern young man dressed in black sat by the window in a tavern, carefully taking in all the gossip. A cold glint flashed in his eyes. "The master of Cold Mountain Pharmacy? I wonder how much longer he'll be able to remain in charge!"

After saying that, the black-clad youth tossed down several taels of silver and turned into an afterimage as he left, heading toward Cold Mountain Pharmacy. Needless to say, he was Wang Jiao, the young master of Dark Hall!

Inside Dark Hall.

Wang Jiao slowly entered a great hall and cupped his hands. "Your son greets Father!"

Viper raised his brows when he heard this. "Brat, didn't I tell you to stay home and reflect on your mistakes in seclusion? You actually ran out. Are you really not afraid of dying?"