The two people were enemies, and their eyes turned bloodshot when they saw each other.
Feng Bai stared daggers at Tang Hao with an icy expression.
There were also other cultivators there, and they regarded Tang Hao differently. Some people were fearful, some people were hostile, while some cupped their fists and greeted King Qin.
Half of those people were in their twenties, while the other half were thirty or older.
They gathered there with a bulging sack on each of their waists. Clearly, they were all there to sell medicine.
Aphrodisiacs were nothing special. Anyone with any medicine-making knowledge would know how to make it.
Tang Hao glanced around and frowned slightly.
Due to the limited variety of medicinal ingredients there, everyone's prescriptions and products were almost the same. If they wanted to stand out, they would have to rely on their marketing strategies.
