"If I can't see them..."
"Then I'll make sure you all go down to meet them!"
BANG!
A Leakless-Level aura erupted from the old man, making the attendant struggle to breathe. With his teeth chattering, he kowtowed again and again:
"B-but Master Huang Mi, the Temple Master of the Little Wuxiang Temple, says the Pure Land Forgetfulness Ointment comes from the Mahayana Infinite Temple. He said its production is incredibly complex, and without the cooperation of a Grandmaster with immense financial resources, he's afraid..."
Huang Ai's eyes were bloodshot, like those of an aged lion:
"I've held sway in Jiangyin for decades. I've even received guidance from a National Master. My network is a web woven across the entire prefecture. I even have a voice before the Prefecture Lord himself."
"And you're saying my Medicine Shop's capital isn't deep enough?"
