The three arrived in White Parasol City. Tang Yan said, "What we're discussing is rather private. Let's find somewhere secluded!"
Shopkeeper Qin immediately said, "Let's just go to my place!"
"Sure!" Tang Yan nodded.
The Myriad Treasures Exchange pawnshop that Shopkeeper Qin ran was quite sizable.
When they reached a small reception room in the rear courtyard, Shopkeeper Qin instructed the servants to bring wine and food, while Tang Yan assumed "Zhang Wuji's" appearance.
Before long, all sorts of delicacies were served.
Tong Chengxian still abstained from wine, while Tang Yan and Shopkeeper Qin drank together.
After three rounds of drinks, Tang Yan suddenly slammed his wine cup onto the table and said gravely, "My two elder brothers, actually, it's not as though we can't continue this pill business!"
Shopkeeper Qin and Tong Chengxian immediately perked up.
"Young Brother Zhang, we can still do business?" Shopkeeper Qin asked excitedly.
"Yes! But not in the Pill Alliance anymore!
Lin Jiuyuan has gone too far!
We completed our Sect Missions. What's wrong with selling pills in our spare time?
We haven't stolen or robbed anyone. We just want to earn a few more spirit stones for cultivation!
Must every last bit of our remaining value be squeezed out of us by the sect?
If we rely on alchemy missions to earn spirit stones for cultivation, when will we ever advance?
What right do they have to stop us from selling pills? The sect doesn't treat us as human beings at all. In their eyes, we're nothing but tools for raking in money!
This time, not only did the sect confiscate all our earnings, but it also halved the monthly allowances of the President and several core members!
Even worse, the President was confined for seven days!
The President couldn't swallow this insult