"Du Shu! Du Shu!" Hearing the commotion, the Alchemy Masters tending to business inside the Pill Shop ran out. Seeing Du Shu covered in blood, they hurried to shield him.
"Shopkeeper Du, I wonder if we can discuss cooperation now?" Ye Liangchen asked quietly.
"Shopkeeper Du, just sell them the pills. We won't buy any." Unable to bear seeing Du Shu bullied again, the people in line hurried to persuade him.
"Cooperation? How exactly do you want to cooperate?" Du Shu pushed past the Alchemy Masters and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.
Qianyun Zhi stepped forward and smiled. "Let me explain. From now on, we'll handle the distribution and sale of all pills refined by Reach the Summit. You'll receive certain rewards in return."
His words filled everyone with suppressed anger. Wasn't this treating Reach the Summit as their servants?
Give them a little reward? Money or pills? Would Reach the Summit care for either?
But what Ye Liangchen had said earlier was true: the bigger fist made the rules. If Reach the Summit refused, all that awaited them was a storm of suppression from the three great Lineages!
Seeing Du Shu's expression grow even uglier, Zhuo Feng smiled gently beside him. "Brother Qianyun, forget that proposal. Look at Shopkeeper Du's temperament-he'd rather break than bend. Do you think Reach the Summit would willingly work for us?"
Hearing Zhuo Feng's words, the onlookers wondered what medicine he was peddling in his gourd. Could Young Master Zhuo be on Reach the Summit's side? But his next words changed their expressions again.
"Reach the Summit's production really is worrying. Are so few pills enough to go around? Our Lineages have quite a few Alchemy Master Attendants too. Why not have Shopkeeper Du hand over all the Pill Formulas?