680 Not Selling
Not Selling
“Brother Wang, why are you here?” Just as they reached the stairs, a surprised voice came from above.
“Long time no see, ah!” A young man wearing a green alchemist robe with a Daoist bun on his head quickly walked down and said.
“Brother Lin, you know about my situation in the Wang Clan. Today, I came here just to find a quiet place!” Wang Peng cupped his hands in response and sighed.
“Is the Wang Clan Leader asking you to go to the capital again?”The young man asked curiously.
“Baihe has ignored me for several days!” Wang Peng shook his head and said worriedly.
“Song Baihe should be busy with something else, don’t worry.” The young man immediately consoled him.
“She’s still busy with her sister’s matters!” Wang Peng sighed.
“Is it Lianhua? What happened to her?” The young man was shocked.”
“Baihe said Song Lianhua was too frightened and still can’t calm down. Her cultivation is wasted and she can’t sleep at night!” Wang Peng said indignantly.
The young man revealed a worried expression. If he had known earlier, he would have directly gone to the Song family to see Lianhua!
Wang Peng knew that Lin Yu liked Song Lianhua, but he still didn’t dare to help her. He could make use of her.
“He Chuan hurt Song Lianhua like that, and I didn’t see you helping him vent his anger!” He said in a sour tone on purpose.
That’s because He Chuan is hiding in the He family like a coward. Otherwise, I’ll teach him a lesson!” Lin Yu blushed and argued.
“He’s in the Eight Treasures Pavilion’s medicinal ingredients section, swaggering around buying medicinal ingredients.” Wang Peng’s eyes flashed with a trace of ruthlessness, and he immediately pouted his mouth toward the medicinal herbs section.
What?
Upon hearing this, Lin Yu instantly clenched his fists so tightly that cracking sounds could be heard.
Seeing the effect he wanted was achieved, Wang Peng continued to fan the flames.
Speaking of yesterday’s competition, He Chuan said in front of everyone that Song Lianhua was not worthy of being his wife.
Moreover, he had already announced his divorce!
Poor Song Lianhua, the dignified beauty of Canglan City, suffered such humiliation, but no one dared to stand up for her!
Lin Yu’s expression was terrifyingly gloomy, “He wanted He Chuan to pay the price in blood!”
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He Chuan and He Yong walked into the medicinal herbs area and looked at the dazzling array of medicinal herbs. He Yong was dumbfounded on the spot.
The Black Spirit Grass was at least a top-grade medicinal herb.
“How much is the Black Spirit Grass?” He Chuan asked the waiter beside him.
“Fifty taels!”
“Hm, I want five!”
Fifty taels of silver were equivalent to three years of labor in Canglan City. The price was indeed high.
However, Black Spirit Grass here was top-grade in terms of both appearance and medicinal effects.
No wonder the Eight Treasures Pavilion was so famous in Yanyang Empire!
“Alright, Young Master!” The waiter reached out to take the Black Jade Grass.
“Wait, the Black Spirit Grass is not for sale!” A furious berating voice suddenly sounded.
He Chuan couldn’t help but frown as he looked in the direction of the voice.
Lin Yu walked over with a furious face and put away the Black Jade Grass.
“When is the Black Spirit Grass stop selling? I just saw someone buying it!” He Yong said unhappily.
“The Eight Treasures Pavilion will naturally sell if others buy it, but if He Chuan wants to buy it, the Eight Treasures Pavilion won’t sell it!” Lin Yu had been in love with Song Lianhua for a long time. Now that he had a chance to vent his anger, he said,
“The Eight Treasures Pavilion is a famous shop in Yanyang Empire. Now that it has opened its doors for business, it is treating its customers in such a manner. Even if your father is a high-rank alchemist, isn’t it still a little inappropriate for him to act like this?” He Yong was about to lose his temper on the spot.
He Chuan quickly pulled He Yong back.
“Stop talking nonsense here. I might as well tell you that not only will I not sell you this medicinal herb today, but I will also not sell you any of the Eight Treasures Pavilion’s products in the future!” Lin Yu snorted coldly.
“After that, send someone to set up a sign outside the shop for me. He Chuan and the dog are not allowed to enter!”
Lin Yu looked at He Chuan with disdain.
He Chuan frowned and looked at Lin Yu, who was roaring non-stop. He could not help but feel puzzled.
In his memory, neither he nor the He family had offended Lin Yu, nor had they ever interacted with the Eight Treasures Pavilion.
He looked past Lin Yu and instantly saw Wang Peng hiding in the crowd. He Chuan understood.
“Lin Yu, you’re so good. Just wait!” He Yong was burning with anger as he pulled He Chuan away.
At this moment, he was already filled with anger. He wished he could rush up and beat Lin Yu up.
However, he could only give up when he sensed the terrifying aura coming from the surroundings.
The Eight Treasures Pavilion was bullying its customers, and this guy was condescending.
Anyway, the Eight Treasures Pavilion isn’t the only one that sells medicinal herbs in Canglan City!
The Eight Treasures Pavilion was neutral in Canglan City and never participated in any conflicts between forces. However, that did not mean that he did not have strength.
On the other hand, the Eight Treasures Pavilion was the largest shop in Yanyang Empire. Its branches could be found in every city, and its background was terrifying.
Even the royal family of Yanyang Empire wouldn’t dare to go against the Eight Treasures Pavilion.
Daring to cause trouble in the Eight Treasures Pavilion was practically courting death!
“We are here to buy medicinal herbs. We haven’t bought the medicinal herbs yet, so how can we leave like this?” He Chuan pulled He Yong back.
“Third Brother!” He Yong shouted worriedly.
“Are you an idiot? Or are you deaf? Didn’t you hear what I just said? I’m not selling it to you! Hurry up and get out!” Lin Yu continued to curse.
“You seem to be very happy with your scolding?” He Chuan’s tone suddenly turned cold, and a ghostly smile hung on the corner of his mouth.
“Not only do I want to scold you, but I also want to teach you a lesson!” Seeing that He Chuan was still laughing, Lin Yu was completely enraged.
Before he could finish his sentence, he directly punched He Chuan.
The fist wind whistled and spiritual energy surged, and the cultivation of the eighth level of the Body Refinement Realm was all infused into the fist wind.
How could this be called Bajiquan!
He Chuan’s smile became even more intense. He shook his head slightly, clenched his fists, and punched out.
The seemingly soft fist suddenly increased in strength the moment it smashed out.
Spiritual energy visible to the naked eye surged out in waves, layer upon layer as if it was endless!
A low hum rang out in the air.
In an instant, the two sounds collided, creating a dull boom that shook the entire Eight Treasures Pavilion.
“Ah!” Screams suddenly rang out, and the sound of bones cracking could be heard without end.
Lin Yu was sent flying backward and smashed into the medicine rack behind him. When he rolled to the ground, his entire right arm was in a strange position. It was obviously broken.
Bajiquan was one of the most common short-range fist techniques for martial artists.
Their movements were generally firm and fierce, simple and unadorned, and their style was swift and violent.
The fist technique carried eight streams of spiritual energy, which were like waves stacked layer by layer, multiplying its power.
If He Chuan hadn’t shown mercy, just the combined explosion of these eight spiritual energies would have been enough to shatter Lin Yu’s bones!
“Remember, there are people in this world that you can’t afford to offend. Watch your mouth, or one day, you’ll be dead!” He Chuan slowly withdrew his fist and said coldly.
“Let’s hurry up and leave! It was said that every branch of the Eight Treasures Pavilion had a Heavenly Surge Realm expert!” He Yong did not have the slightest joy. He looked around cautiously and hurriedly pulled He Chuan away.
“We’re here to buy medicinal herbs. We haven’t bought the medicinal herbs yet, so what’s the rush?” He Chuan rejected He Yong again.
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