"Stop right there!"
The man suddenly shouted and then immediately stepped forward to grab Chen Yu's shoulder.
"If a medicine is used incorrectly, it won't be fatal. You just need another medicine to fix it. Besides, you're out here doing business with medicinal materials, not healing the sick and saving lives. Why so serious? How about this, we become friends, you give me a list of medicinal materials, and I'll send them to you right away."
Chen Yu furrowed his brow, surprised by how persistent this guy was.
Furthermore, as the guy reached over his shoulder, a dozen or so brawny men began to emerge nearby.
These men all bore the unmistakable mark of Nan Yun, each with the same tattoo on their necks.
One glance was enough to tell these men belonged to the same group.
Chen Yu let out a slight breath, his body suddenly twisting as he grabbed the man's waist and fiercely pinched a chunk of his flesh.
"Are you saying I can't leave here intact today if I don't buy the medicine?"
