Mu Jingchu said solemnly, "Several trees were being passed off as genuine, and over a hundred Coiling Dragon Woods had not reached the proper age. Mu Ye... this was selling counterfeit medicine. Did you pocket the profits, or was it the clan's intention?"
He remained calm, without the slightest anger, merely casting an extra glance at the several Five-Eyed Clan Dao Protector cultivators not far away.
"Eldest Uncle, being short a few years is no big deal. I heard that in transactions between clans, no one truly nitpicks the age of spirit medicines. Over time, this could save our clan..."
Smack!
Bang...
Before Mu Ye could finish speaking, he was sent flying by a palm strike. Blood streamed from his mouth and covered the ground. The several Dao Protectors' expressions changed in shock; they had actually failed to react, only belatedly rushing forward.
"Young Master!"
"...Eldest Uncle?!" Mu Ye lay on the ground, his expression ugly. Coiling Dragon Wood was exceedingly difficult to cultivate and was a specialty of his clan. Those who could truly recognize its quality were few and far between, much less its age. What was wrong with mixing in some counterfeit medicine?!
Mu Jingchu stood on the ground, expressionlessly looking down at him, his demeanor exceptionally steady.
"Mu Ye, Eternal Ancient Shop has always offered high prices. You are not the first to do such a thing," Mu Jingchu said flatly. "If you were a Wild Spirit, it would be one thing. But falsifying the spirit medicines supplied exclusively by our clan at Eternal Ancient Shop will make us no different from those vanished clans."
"Or do you think that place is some land of charity? Is the way of the Immortal Realm truly something a junior fresh from a thatched cottage like you can so