Chapter 707

Old Donald anxiously spoke up, “Sir, please wait…”

Nash remained indifferent and continued making his way out. He did not need the

Eremochloa for the Golden Onyx Pill. Other herbs could substitute for it. The resulting pill might be a bit more toxic, but with the Divine Farmer’s Cauldron, Nash could refine it and eliminate the toxicity.

Atlas’ men quickly ran out, blocking Nash’s path. The three of them stared at Nash coldly.

“You can’t leave…”

They were not fools. They could tell that the old man in the pharmacy was helpless. The young man in front of them had spoken with conviction, indicating he might be skilled.

Nash narrowed his eyes and replied coldly, “I want to leave. You think you can stop me?”

The three burly men fell to their knees before him, and the scene attracted the attention of many onlookers.

“Sir, please, save our young sir! We’ll pay whatever amount you ask, just save him!” one of the burly men solemnly declared. He believed the patriarch would spare no expense in this matter.

faintly. “Where’s the arrogance from

they were such important

not have been a bit

help but sigh

sake. Please understand!” the burly man explained, sweat pouring down his

and more onlookers had

get up.” Nash sighed softly. Saving a life was more important than anything else. Since they had knelt down to

Nash would not stand by and watch someone die. What he wanted changed

a sickbed. Fanny came over with a syringe as she wanted to draw the man’s blood

grabbed Fanny’s wrist and reprimanded her, “Haven’t

to save Atlas. What would happen to Atlas if

do you really believe

free from her grandfather’s grasp and drew a small amount of blood from Atlas’

about Seven-Starred Begonias mention nothing of their ability to magnify other toxins, but that’s ancient literature.

in modern medical history, so their specifics

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