The corner of Jiang Yuan's lips curled into a smirk, revealing a trace of disdain. This was directed not only at the Blood Droplet List but also at Tao Gong.
Tao Gong laughed awkwardly and quickly changed the subject. "Elder Qi, once we get our hands on the prescription, how should we divide the profits?"
"A ninety-ten split," Qi Qingfeng said indifferently. "You take one part, I take nine."
Tao Gong's expression changed instantly. He put down his wine glass and let out a hollow laugh. "Elder Qi, you have a real sense of humor!"
"I'm not joking," Qi Qingfeng stated.
The smile on Tao Gong's face gradually froze. "Qi Qingfeng," he said grimly, "aren't you going too far?"
"You should know who I represent. Shouldn't you be grateful for even getting a share?" Qi Qingfeng's expression remained unchanged, but his eyes grew sharper, like two daggers.
"You..." Tao Gong shot to his feet, glaring at Qi Qingfeng with undisguised hostility.
Qi Qingfeng remained as still as a statue.
