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

spare no

smiled faintly. “Where’s the arrogance from before?”

strutting around so haughtily

they were kneeling before him, pleading

for his help.

been a bit more

could not help

sir’s sake. Please understand!” the

onlookers had

sighed softly.

anything else. Since they had knelt down to apologize,

show some mercy.

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

helped Atlas onto a sickbed. Fanny came over with a syringe as she wanted to draw the man’s blood sample for her

experiment.

wrist and

caused enough trouble?”

take

Atlas. What would happen to Atlas if they

young man away?

saying, “Grandpa, do you really believe in his

nonsense?”

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

mention

but that’s ancient literature. Moreover, those records aren’t from the

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