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 in this

“Where’s the arrogance from before?”

so haughtily before like

people. Now, they were kneeling before

for his help.

been a bit more modest to begin with?

help but sigh

for the young sir’s sake. Please understand!” the burly man explained, sweat pouring down his face.

onlookers had

get up.” Nash sighed softly. Saving a life was more

Since they

decided to show some

She knew Nash would not stand by and watch someone die. What he

a sickbed. Fanny came over with a syringe as she wanted

experiment.

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

caused enough trouble?”

take action, there might still

to save Atlas. What would happen to Atlas if

young man away?

“Grandpa, do you really

nonsense?”

from her grandfather’s grasp and drew a small

about Seven-Starred Begonias mention nothing of

literature. Moreover, those

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