"This herb was purchased from your pharmacy, and it is not more than eight hundred years old." The rugged man raised a turquoise medicinal herb in his hand, and said with a sneer: "Less than eight hundred years old, but you sold it to me as an eight-hundred-year-old medicinal material, don't you think you should give me an explanation?" ”

"The herbs we sold you are not this one at all." Mrs. Fan was so angry that her face turned pale.

"I knew you wouldn't admit it." The rugged man seemed to have expected her to say this, and then said to the crowd of people watching around, "Fortunately, I have so many witnesses, I guess everyone has seen me come out of this medicine shop with this herb, right?" ”

The crowd of onlookers, you look at me, I look at you, but they are very smart and don't make a sound. Many of them are old faces in this bazaar, and they have seen such a scene more than once, and they don't understand the catty in their hearts.

They have long been familiar with the open and secret rivalry between the various forces on this island. Especially when they saw the idea of someone playing Qingzhu Pavilion, they were not surprised at all.

Among these people, many people have seen with their own eyes that the shops in this bazaar have been forced by various forces to survive, and have to be closed one by one.

Therefore, although there are people in the crowd who sympathize with Qingzhu Pavilion, they will not be stupid enough to stand up and say anything fair for them, they will no longer push it, they are already kind.

"As I said, this medicinal herb we sold you is not this one at all." Seeing the rugged man shouting around, Mrs. Fan was in a hurry.

"What proof do you have? Why aren't you a medicinal herb in your store? The rugged man looked at Mrs. Fan with a sneering expression, "Isn't it just because you say no?" ”

Mrs. Fan was so angry that she trembled, but she couldn't say a word. This medicinal herb is very precious, and it is naturally impossible for them to make any mark on it. Moreover, this person obviously came prepared, and even if they made any signs, it would not be difficult for them.

"Mrs. Fan, I really can't think of it." Seeing that Mrs. Fan didn't speak, the rugged man was even more proud, "Thinking that your Qingzhu Pavilion has fallen to the point of deceiving customers, I really feel sorry for you." ”

"Qingzhu Pavilion doesn't need you to be pitied, and it doesn't need anyone to be pitied." Hearing this person talking about Qingzhu Pavilion, Mrs. Fan's face instantly turned cold, and an undisguised murderous intent flashed in her eyes.

"In that case, should you explain why you sold me an under-aged herb?"

"Since you want me to give you an explanation, then I'll do what you want." Mrs. Fan slowly took two steps forward and said coldly, "Do you dare to let me search my body?" ”

"Search?" The rugged man looked disdainful, "Why are you searching me?" ”

"I can conclude that you have an eight-hundred-year-old medicinal herb on you." Madame Fan looked directly at him, "And that medicinal herb came out of our medicine shop." ”

"Hahaha......" The rugged man suddenly laughed, and after a while, he forced a smile and said, "Mrs. Fan, do you really think that this Linglong Island is your Qingzhu Pavilion that has the final say?" Who are you to search me? How can you say such a thing? ”

Mrs. Fan looked at him coldly: "If you don't dare to search me, just shut your mouth and leave here quickly." ”

Hearing this, the dialect outside the crowd shook his head lightly and sighed slightly.

"Childe, this pharmacy seems to be from Qingzhu Pavilion, aren't you going to help her?" Xia Ziyan looked at him with some curiosity.

"I can help them for a while, but I can't help them for a lifetime." Fang Yan replied softly: "She has been bullied to the door, and she knows that these people are making trouble unreasonably, she actually wants to reason with her." This kind of person is not reasonable at all. ”

"Doesn't Childe know that the power of Qingzhu Pavilion is almost the bottom of this island, and it is not surprising that this Mrs. Fan has scruples." Xia Ziyan was a little sympathetic to this Mrs. Fan.

Fang Yan sighed secretly and didn't say anything more. She didn't know if Ling Jingyao's order had been conveyed, and she didn't know if this Mrs. Fan had any scruples or had already been smoothed out by the time of the past few years.

"If you don't give me an explanation, you don't want me to get out of here." Listening to Mrs. Fan's words, the sarcasm in the rugged man's eyes became a little stronger.

"What do you want?" Mrs. Fan clenched her teeth.

"Reward me with an eight-hundred-year-old medicinal herb." The rugged man had a smug look on his face.

"If I really give you the herbs, do you dare to take them?"

The rugged man sneered and said proudly, "Of course ......"

He had barely said two words when his voice stopped, and he turned his head to look to the side, for he realized that the voice was not coming from Mrs. Fan's mouth.

At the same time, Mrs. Fan was also slightly stunned, looking in the direction where the voice came from, and a trace of doubt flashed in her eyes unconsciously.

The voice seemed familiar.

This sudden sound made the crowd of onlookers also stir slightly, and they consciously moved out of a small path that could be walked through by one person, and stretched their necks to look over.

Everyone wants to see what kind of person dares to say such wild words at this time.

That is, at the same time as the crowd got out of the way, Mrs. Fan seemed to think of something, a flash of surprise flashed in her eyes, and she hurried over.

"Shhh

Suddenly, there was a gasping sound all around, and Mrs. Fan looked up, and a thin teenager appeared in front of her.

"I've seen Elder Fang." Mrs. Fan hurriedly greeted her.

"Elder Fang? Could he be the one who had entered the Soul Realm in that public area in the first place? That new elder to join the Green Bamboo Pavilion? ”

"Oh my God, he's so young?"

"It seems that this person is really unlucky, he can actually meet the elder of Qingzhu Pavilion?" Someone looked sympathetically at the rugged man whose face had turned iron-blue.

"What if it's even the elders of the Green Bamboo Pavilion? Does he really dare to help him? Everyone knows that since this person dares to do this, someone must have instructed him. ”

"That's not necessarily, haven't you heard the news from Qingzhu Pavilion recently? They don't seem to be going to put up with it anymore. ”

These discussions are so small that they are not easy to hear without standing next to them and listening carefully. However, with the strength of the dialect today, these words still reached his ears word for word.

Fang Yan waved his hand towards Mrs. Fan, looked at the rugged man with an expressionless face, and said lightly: "If I really give you the medicinal herbs, do you really dare to take them?" ”