Chapter 702

Nash’s face darkened. “I’ve been waiting in line for an hour. Let me buy my medicine first. I need the Eremochl-”

“Do you not understand the human language?” the silver-haired old man interrupted Nash coldly.

Atlas was the young master of the Kennedy family in Capiton and also the most beloved grandson of Sir Kennedy. The gentleman had personally called just now and informed him that his grandson would be coming down to his pharmacy to buy medicine.

He also asked the silver-haired old man to make things easy for him.

If the old man could establish a relationship with the Kennedy family of Capiton, he might even be able to open a branch in Capiton.

Atlas frowned slightly, covering his chest gently. “You don’t need to check my pulse. I just want the Eremochloa bead,” he said hoarsely, the breath he exhaled carrying a strong fishy odor.

were black. He had truly been poisoned, and it did not seem to

a coincidence, I also want the Eremochloa!” Nash retorted. “Your pharmacy should follow the principle of

young sir lived or died. He was determined to get the Eremochloa If they refused to sell it, he would find

grandfather like that? Do you even know who

that Nash looked somewhat familiar. He pulled his granddaughter back a bit and whispered, “Fanny, does this person resemble Brian Tanner’s… grandmaster?”

woman called Fanny was puzzled. “No way, why would Brian Tanner’s grandmaster come to our place to buy medicine?” She snuck a glance

young man who looked even younger than herself be the grandmaster of Jonford’s top doctor, Brian

silver-haired old man lowered his voice even more. “I heard that

man in his 20s. The man himself was also asking

took out her phone, pulled up the pharmacy’s surveillance footage, captured Nash’s image, and sent it to a holistic medicine group

of breath and feeling a tightness in his chest. Leaning on the shoulder of a burly man next to him, he stared at the silver-haired old man and urged, “Quickly,

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