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The group arrived at the medicinal shop Wen You mentioned. The shop assistant there recognized Wen You at a glance and immediately stepped forward to serve them with eager attentiveness.

Wen You said calmly, "My Brother Yang intends to buy Spirit Nurturing Pills. Do you still have any in stock today?"

Brother Yang? The shop assistant instinctively glanced at Yang Ling. He didn't know what status this person before him held.

But seeing how the Prince's Gang members seemed to be acting quite obediently in front of this man, he immediately realized a big shot had arrived!

He hurried off to inform someone. Soon, a plump shopkeeper rushed out.

When he learned Yang Ling's identity from Wen You, he promptly invited them to a private room.

However, instead of bringing out the Spirit Nurturing Pills, a young master of noble bearing arrived.

As soon as he entered the private room, he walked up to Yang Ling and respectfully bowed:

"This humble one is Chu Huatian. Greetings, Lord Yang!"

Wen You's face darkened, and he immediately shot a glare at the somewhat guilty-looking plump shopkeeper.

Chu Huatian looked at Wen You, his expression unchanged:

"Young Master Wen, Lord Yang has come to my Chu Family Medicinal Shop. How could I not personally come out to receive him?"

"Just rushing to flatter him."

Wen You snorted softly under his breath.

Although the man before them currently held no official position in the prefectural capital and was still just the Chief Constable of Green Mountain City.

His identity as an Eighth-Rank Ironclad Constable was solid and real.

His Upper Eighth-Rank strength was also solid and real.

Even a blind man could tell this man would inevitably be promoted to Seventh-Rank in the future!

What did Seventh-Rank mean? In Zhao State, all Martial Artists who reached Seventh-Rank were overlords in their respective domains.

The Sect Master of a Third-Rate sect was only at about this level.

In the vast Changhe Prefectural Capital, the number of Seventh-Rank masters could be counted on one hand.

"Lord Yang, I heard you wish to purchase Spirit Nurturing Pills. Our Chu Family Medicinal Shop happens to have recently acquired a batch of high-quality Spirit Nurturing Pills, purchased from a master in the Valley of the Dead. Please, take a look."

Chu Huatian took out a wooden box and slowly opened it.

Inside, twenty Spirit Nurturing Pills were neatly arranged.

Yang Ling glanced over them. Based on the information that appeared, he could judge these were all good quality pills, the kind where one pill could increase proficiency by five hundred points.

"How much for one pill?"

Yang Ling asked casually.

These Spirit Nurturing Pills were most likely going to be sold at a premium.

Chu Huatian closed the wooden box and pushed it toward Yang Ling:

"Lord Yang, these Spirit Nurturing Pills are my gift to you, given out of admiration for your strength. I will not accept a single coin!"

Wen You sucked in a sharp breath. The Prince's Gang members exchanged bewildered glances.

These twenty Spirit Nurturing Pills were worth at least twelve to thirteen thousand taels of silver.

Was he willing to pay such a huge price just to flatter someone?

Yang Ling glanced at the wooden box but did not accept it. He smiled faintly and said, "I have silver. I can just buy them myself with my own money. I have no relationship or connection with you. Why would you give me these Spirit Nurturing Pills?"

Chu Huatian was slightly taken aback. He forced a strained smile onto his face:

"Lord Yang, this is just a small token of my esteem..."

Yang Ling looked at Wen You:

"Let's go. It seems this place does not welcome me."

Wen You immediately stood up and led his men to follow Yang Ling out.

Chu Huatian hurriedly stepped forward: "Lord Yang, what are you...?"

"If you have something to say, just say it directly. Why all the roundabout talk?"

Yang Ling frowned. "Do you think I can't buy mere Spirit Nurturing Pills?

Do you think these are Foundation Consolidation Pills?"

If the other party were offering Foundation Consolidation Pills, he would accept them immediately and then help them with their matter.

But Spirit Nurturing Pills... if they didn't get straight to the point, he wouldn't accept them.

"Foundation Consolidation Pills? Our Chu Family Medicinal Shop also has one Foundation Consolidation Pill."

Chu Huatian said instinctively.

Yang Ling's steps halted. He smiled faintly:

"Young Master Chu, if you have something you want my help with, you might as well speak plainly. As long as it's not murder or arson, we can discuss it."

"The Chu Family Medicinal Shop actually managed to get a Foundation Consolidation Pill?"

Wen You and the others exchanged glances, a flicker of intense desire appearing in their eyes.

What Martial Artist wouldn't want a Foundation Consolidation Pill?

It's mainly because this thing is just too hard to obtain.

After all, it's a miraculous elixir that can increase internal cultivation!

Ordinary Martial Artists simply don't have the qualifications to take one, let alone even get a glimpse of it.

At this moment, Chu Huatian suddenly understood the temperament of the man before him—he disliked roundabout talk.

He immediately confessed: "Lord Yang, to be honest, Bai Zhixing mentioned you to me. I knew you were reliable in handling matters even before you arrived at the prefectural capital."

"Bai Zhixing? That's right, he is the Young Master of White Horse Pharmacy, and you are the Young Master of the Chu Family Medicinal Shop."

Yang Ling understood, then smiled and asked:

"What matter do you need help with?"

Chu Huatian glanced at Wen You:

"Young Master Wen, I need to speak with Lord Yang about this matter privately. Please, you all go out first."

"You're pushing your luck!"

Wen You couldn't help but flare up in anger, but Yang Ling merely glanced at him, and he obediently led his men out of the private room.

Inside the private room, only Yang Ling, Chu Huatian, and that plump shopkeeper remained.

"Lord Yang, please save our Chu Family Medicinal Shop!"

Chu Huatian suddenly knelt down and kowtowed.

The plump shopkeeper also knelt down and kowtowed.

"What exactly is the matter? Can't you just explain properly?"

Yang Ling's expression changed slightly.

Chu Huatian gritted his teeth and said in a low voice:

"A few months ago, a batch of medicinal ingredients was discovered missing from our Chu Family Medicinal Shop's inner treasury."

"The value of this batch wasn't high, only about a thousand taels of silver. We didn't take it seriously, we just dealt with a few people for dereliction of duty."

"But later, I felt something was off, so I checked the account books. I discovered that medicinal ingredients had been disappearing from the inner treasury for several years."

"And someone actually saw these ingredients over in Rong tribe territory, and they even saw the wax seal imprint our Chu Family Medicinal Shop uses for packaging."

At this point, Chu Huatian's body couldn't help but tremble:

"We didn't dare report it to the authorities, afraid the Ironclad Department Yamen would label us as Rong tribe spies and confiscate our entire family property..."

"Is this the kind of matter I can get involved in?"

Yang Ling laughed in extreme anger. "Whether you are Rong tribe spies or not is for the Ironclad Department to investigate.

You want my help? You don't think an Eighth-Rank Ironclad Constable like me can shoulder such a huge criminal responsibility for you, do you?"

"Furthermore, by not reporting this to the authorities, you are already derelict in your duty. Why come to me now?"

"My father received news that the Ironclad Department Yamen has already seized a Chu family wax seal imprint, one that was transported over from Rong tribe territory."

Chu Huatian murmured to himself: "Before long, the Ironclad Department will definitely move against our Chu family. They absolutely will not believe our Chu family is innocent in this matter."

"I'm afraid I can't help with this. Fortunately, I didn't accept your Spirit Nurturing Pills just now. Otherwise, if you turn out to be Rong tribe spies, I'd be investigated along with you."

Yang Ling scoffed derisively and prepared to leave.

Chu Huatian hastily said: "Lord Yang, Bai Zhixing said you have killed many Rong tribe spies yourself.

You are an expert in this area. I am also at the end of my rope. I only hope that if Lord Yang can participate in this case, please investigate carefully. If you can prove our Chu family's innocence, the Chu family will definitely offer a generous reward!"

Yang Ling turned a deaf ear. He wouldn't blindly involve himself in such matters; there was no point.

"The Foundation Consolidation Pill from Sect Master Liang of the Mountain and River Sect was obtained by our Chu family through connections."

"If Lord Yang is willing to help, we... can offer a reward of ten Foundation Consolidation Pills!"

Yang Ling's steps halted once again.

His will of steel suddenly began to soften a little at this moment.

Using this to test a government official?

"I am not agreeing to help you, but I can listen to you explain the whole story of this matter."

Yang Ling turned around, sat back down, and said calmly.

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