Chapter 39
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The old man didn't expect her to be so arrogant. He was so angry that his face turned ashen. "You sharp-tongued brat, do you know who I am?"
Schilling's Shadow waved his hand indifferently and said with disdain, "Who you are is none of my business."
The old man's breath was stuck in his chest. He was very angry. He pressed his chest and pointed. "You, tell her who I am."
The muscular man who was pointed out hurriedly said, "Miss, this is the only intermediate level medicine refiner in Bei 'an City, Doctor He."
Alchemists were extremely rare on this continent. In the entire Bei 'an City, there were less than ten alchemy apprentices, let alone beginner alchemists, or even intermediate alchemists … It could be said that Alchemist He was the founder of the entire alchemist world in Bei' an City. Naturally, his reputation as a chef was nothing to scoff at.
It was said that if one wanted to see him, it would be difficult to ask for even a thousand gold. Ten thousand gold would be considered, but ten million gold would be reluctantly given.
"How is it? Damned girl, now you know how powerful this old man is, right? Let me tell you, there are many people in this Bei 'an City who want to see me. Not to mention the group of people kneeling outside my mansion, even the City Lord of Bei' an City would have to see if this old man has the time to meet me."
Apothecary He raised his head proudly and glanced at Xi Nuoying from the corner of his eyes, as if he was looking at an ant.
"If you're so powerful, why didn't you save her? Who doesn't know how to boast? "Schilling's Shadow poured a bucket of cold water on Doctor He.
Doctor He immediately felt his whole body trembling … but it was because of anger. "Brat, y-y-you …"
"If you, you, you don't have the ability, then shut your mouth and watch what I do. Don't open your mouth." Xi Nuoying glanced back and cast a contemptuous look at He Yaoshi through the crack of the door. He Yaoshi was about to vomit blood.
What kind of look was that?!
Apothecary He was so angry that his nerves were taut. He wanted nothing more than to use his eyes to glare at Xi Nuoying, this little girl who didn't know the immensity of heaven and earth.
The burly man was in a dilemma. Selfishly, he still hoped that Apothecary He could help, but it was obvious that Apothecary He wanted to use his mother to suppress the little girl. As an ordinary person, he could only silently pray that his mother could hold on until Apothecary He made a move.
Suddenly, he jumped up nervously. "Miss, what are you doing?"
Schilling's Shadow's hand stopped in mid-air. She was holding a shining silver needle in her fair fingers.
The muscular man swallowed his saliva and stared nervously at the silver needle between her fingers.
Xi Nuoying retracted the silver needles in her hand. She was well aware that there was no acupuncture treatment in this continent, and her direct flashing of the silver needles would indeed make people suspicious. She raised her eyes to look at the strong man.
"If you don't believe me, then I'll do it to your mother."
"I …" The muscular man looked at her hesitantly. He wanted to believe this girl, but he couldn't convince himself to believe what she was about to do. She was obviously going to stab his mother with those needles. This was a treatment method he had never seen before, so he didn't know what to do.
He subconsciously looked at Medicine Master He, who was sitting beside him, to seek his opinion.
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