"Cutting off the supply of raw materials directly?"
Ling Xiao didn't beat around the bush anymore and directly expressed his intention, "It's hard to cook a meal without rice! Even if Phoenix God College has so many Alchemists, once they run out of supplies, they'll be in trouble."
"Does Young Master Ling want us to cut off the supply of raw materials, that is, the supply of medicinal herbs to Phoenix God College?"
Yun Ya, intelligent beyond measure, clearly understood what Ling Xiao was thinking.
She helplessly shook her head and said, "Young Master Ling, it's not that I don't want to help you, but our transactions with Phoenix God College are mutually beneficial. Although they earn the lion's share and we earn less, we still profit. If we cut off supplies, the massive stockpile of herbs we can't turn into pills would hurt not only Phoenix God College but us as well."
