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

would spare no expense

smiled faintly. “Where’s the arrogance

been strutting around so haughtily before like

were kneeling before him,

for his help.

a bit more modest to begin

could not help

doing all that for the young sir’s sake. Please understand!” the burly man explained, sweat pouring

and more onlookers

Nash sighed softly. Saving a

else. Since they had knelt

decided to show some mercy.

glanced at Nash sneakily. She knew Nash would not stand by and watch someone

Atlas onto a sickbed. Fanny came over with a syringe

experiment.

wrist and reprimanded her, “Haven’t you

caused enough trouble?”

were to take action, there might still be

save Atlas. What would happen to

young man away?

“Grandpa, do you really believe in his

nonsense?”

and drew

about Seven-Starred Begonias mention nothing of their

other toxins, but that’s ancient literature. Moreover, those records

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