The Vengeful Little White Bat

Su Xinghe wanted to leave.

But he felt guilty about the eight thousand taels' worth of banknotes in his arms.

"Give me ten bottles of Qi-Replenishing Pills, plus ten bottles of Bone-Forging Pills. Also, do you have any medicine for treating severe injuries and unconsciousness?"

Following the principle of not making the trip for nothing, he made a grand sweep of his hand. If luck was on his side, he might even be able to buy a few bottles of "top-grade pills."

"Ten bottles of Bone-Forging Pills are two thousand taels, and ten bottles of Qi-Replenishing Pills are two hundred taels. Two thousand two hundred taels altogether."

"As for healing pills, we have Ninth Rank Blood-Activating Pills and Eighth Rank Qi-Nourishing Blood-Enriching Pills. One costs ten taels, the other one hundred."

Uncle Nine quickly settled the accounts.

Thinking of how the academy master had just bought Qi-Nourishing Blood-Enriching Pills, and how their effects seemed merely ordinary—

Su Xinghe did some calculations, then asked again,

"Anything better?"

"Something better..."

Old Nine was not worried that Su Xinghe could not afford it.

After all, the other party had sold a genuine martial art manual for money last time. Perhaps he had made some new gains recently.

"Then there are only Seventh Rank Organ-Protecting Pills, one thousand taels apiece. But this medicine has a mild nature. I can't guarantee whether it can save someone!"

Su Xinghe considered it. Something was better than nothing.

"Then give me three!"

"Sorry, there are only two Organ-Protecting Pills left!"

Three small wooden boxes appeared on the counter.

Su Xinghe inspected them one by one, then finally tossed down six banknotes.

"Four thousand two hundred. Please take it."

When he left the Mountain-Chasing Gang, a few more tails had appeared behind him.

Ordinarily, he could not be bothered