"Boss, these are the guys who need to see you," the employee said quickly.
The burly man nodded and then walked up to the group.
He clasped his hands in a respectful gesture towards Zhu Meiyu.
He didn't look like a clinic owner; he looked more like a wandering knight-errant.
"Sir, I am Yang Qingtian, the owner of this pharmacy."
I've heard about what happened here. It was our employee who was in the wrong, and I apologize to you.
Unexpectedly, Zhu Meiyu took a half step back without saying a word, making way for Wang Xiaoming behind her.
The master-servant relationship changes instantly.
Yang Qingtian's face twitched at the sight.
He had no choice but to repeat himself to Wang Xiaoming.
Then, Yang Qingtian asked, somewhat puzzled.
"But, sir, aren't the medicinal herbs needed by the Netherworld Clan delivered and collected at the beginning of each month? Why would you all come to this small town to find us?"
" The Netherworld Clan?"
Wang Dong'er asked in confusion.
What is the Netherworld Clan?
Wang Dong'er's reaction was naturally noticed by Yang Qingtian.
He finally realized what was happening.
So these people weren't from the Netherworld Clan at all, here to discuss business.
Yes, she called the young man before her "Young Master," a title he had never seen before in the Netherworld Clan...
Damn it, why are all these embarrassing things happening to him today?
Just now, he was in the back room checking the pulse of the young widow next door when the sudden pressure of the Soul Emperor startled him so much that he withdrew his fingers from the pulse point.
Seeing this, Wang Xiaoming understood.
So this guy recognized Zhu Meiyu's identity?
He smiled. "Mr. Yang certainly has a keen eye."
Yang Qingtian coughed lightly upon hearing this.
"Ahem, no, no, after all, this Soul Emperor's talent... I've only ever seen it in that one clan."
Of course, the talent he's talking about isn't real talent...
Looking at Yang Qingtian's expression and then at Zhu Meiyu, Wang Xiaoming instantly understood what was going on.
Wow, turns out we're kindred spirits too.
But speaking of which, Netherworld Clan so easily recognizable in the Star Luo Empire that they can be identified without even needing Martial Soul?
Zhu Meiyu: "..."
"Young Master, may I beat him up first?" she asked Wang Xiaoming expressionlessly.
She hates it when people talk about her figure!
Upon hearing this, Yang Qingtian's fingers twitched in fright, and cold sweat broke out on his back.
That won't do!!
He quickly took two steps back, bowed, and tried to change the subject.
"My staff told me that you two have some business to discuss with me. How about we go to the back room?"
Wang Xiaoming nodded.
"Lead the way."
He couldn't possibly let Zhu Meiyu beat him up; otherwise, how would he seduce Yang Wudi?
Yang Qingtian quickly agreed.
However, after taking a couple of steps, he remembered something.
"Gentlemen, please wait a moment."
Wang Xiaoming nodded to Yang Qingtian.
After receiving permission, Yang Qingtian turned around and walked outside the pharmacy.
Looking at the crowd outside, Yang Qingtian clasped his hands in a respectful greeting.
He said in a deep voice, "Everyone, I apologize. There has been some misunderstanding here, and I'm sorry to have disturbed you all."
"To atone for our sins, everyone who comes to my Breaking Seal Hall today will receive a 10% discount."
As soon as Yang Qingtian said this, the surrounding onlookers burst into cheers.
"Good!!"
"Mr. Yang is so magnanimous and insightful!"
They don't care if anyone causes trouble.
That 10% discount is a real, genuine offer!
Yang Qingtian cupped his hands in greeting, then retreated back into the pharmacy, leading Wang Xiaoming and the others into the backyard.
After taking his seat, Yang Qingtian instructed someone to bring over several cups of hot tea.
"May I ask... what business do you wish to discuss with me, sir?"
Wang Xiaoming had no interest in the tea that Yang Qingtian served him.
He said directly to Yang Qingtian, "I've heard that the Breaking Clan, to which Boss Yang belongs, is not only skilled in alchemy but also in poison making... Am I right?"
Upon hearing this, Yang Qingtian straightened his posture proudly.
"That's natural. My Breaking Clan started out with medicine. Although we now also take on some escort business, our main business is still medicine making. We are naturally skilled in the art of poisons."
Not to boast, but the strongest poison in my clan is even comparable to that Titled Douluo, whose title is Poison.
However, their poison still needs to be refined by themselves, while that person's poison is produced from their own Martial Soul, so in terms of lethality, it is still inferior to that person's.
"Could it be... that the business you want to discuss with us, sir, is related to drugs?"
Yang Qingtian looked at Wang Xiaoming with a serious expression.
He couldn't afford to be careless about this; there really weren't many people who would come to them to order custom-made poison.
After all, such underhanded methods are only used by assassins and Fallen Soul Master.
The boy before me doesn't seem like...
Wang Xiaoming nodded.
"Indeed, I'm very interested in poisons, so I came here specifically to try out the poisons of the Breaking Clan."
If he didn't test the poison, how could he possibly reveal the information about the Beautiful Silk Tulip Immortal Treasure" to seduce Yang Wudi?
Wang Dong'er remained silent, but a sense of doubt arose in her heart.
When did my brother become interested in drugs again?
Could it be... for Dugu Yan!?
She couldn't help but think that way; before they set off, her brother had given Dugu Yan some kind of antidote...
Did that woman, Dugu Yan, end up hooking up with my brother after all?!
"I see... I understand now, sir. I have several kinds of poisons in this shop. I'll fetch them for you to see right away."
After saying this, Yang Qingtian ordered his men to catch about ten rabbits to demonstrate the poisons in his shop.
"My lord, this one has moderate toxicity, works quickly, and specifically targets Soul Power..."
As he spoke, he fed the medicine to the rabbit.
The rabbit held on for five breaths before finally collapsing unsteadily into its cage.
Wang Xiaoming shook his head.
Seeing this, Yang Qingtian was not discouraged and proceeded to demonstrate the second method.
Only after using the last one did Yang Qingtian break out in a cold sweat.
So... you're not satisfied with any of them?
Who are you going to kill?
God?
Seeing this, Wang Xiaoming shook his head.
Yang Qingtian didn't take them seriously at all.
The various poisons extracted were less potent than a single spit of poison from the Old Poison.
The poisons in this world seem to depend entirely on the potency of the Martial Soul and the Soul Beast itself.
Otherwise, Tang San wouldn't have been able to so easily create all sorts of intractable poisons.
" Dong'er, show Boss Yang your poison."
Upon hearing this, Dong'er stepped forward, and the Death Spider Emperor instantly possessed him.
She condensed a ball of venom in her palm and then pushed it in front of a rabbit.
The rabbit collapsed and died instantly after only inhaling a tiny bit of its scent.
"This..."
A bead of cold sweat appeared on Yang Qingtian's forehead, and he retreated several steps.
This kid is probably here to cause trouble.
He recognized that poison, of course...
But with a deadly poison like the Death Spider Emperor Poison, why would they bother targeting the Breaking Clan?
Who could possibly withstand this kind of poison?!
and...
The poison is spreading!!