Master Yidan stared menacingly at the middle-aged couple before him.
Seeing his expression, the two were startled. They had just smashed a stone with a slap; if that blow had landed on them, how dire would their situation have been?
Would it not have meant instant death?
At the thought, their bodies involuntarily began to tremble uncontrollably.
The woman with the ramen-like hairstyle immediately caved. "M-Master, we were wrong. Please don't be angry. We'll transfer the money to you right away!"
Master Yidan's face then showed a satisfied smile.
He looked smug, as if he had achieved a petty victory.
"Hmph... That's more like it!"
Soon, the transfer was received.
Master Yidan, seeing the money arrive, wore a brilliant smile on his aged face, tinged with pride.
"Hmph... You pathetic little thing, daring to challenge me?"
The ramen-haired couple quickly left.
After walking away from the crowd, they patted their chests and breathed a long sigh of relief.
Despite the earlier conflict, the onlookers had not dispersed.
In fact, many people believed he was a true master, capable of healing and saving lives.
Suddenly, a young man in his early twenties approached Master Yidan. "Master, my grandfather has been bedridden. Could you sell me a pill?"
Master Yidan glanced at the young man. "Of course. Otherwise, what would be the point of my title as Master Yidan?"
"Th-That's wonderful!" The young man nodded excitedly. Buying a pill for ten thousand yuan was worth it if it could cure his grandfather.
Master Yidan handed the young man a pill.
The young man asked, "Master, this pill is also ten thousand yuan, right?"
Master Yidan immediately shook his head. "No, this pill is valued at thirty thousand yuan!"
"This is a simplified version of the Longevity Pill. If you give it to your grandfather, he'll be back on his feet and full of vigor within a day!"
"Pay up!"
Master Yidan waved his hand.
Thirty thousand?
For the wealthy, it was just a number, but for ordinary people, it was an astronomical sum.
Taking out ten thousand had already been a decision made through gritted teeth.
Now, to be asked for thirty thousand, he honestly couldn't afford it.
The young man stammered, "Th-This much?"
Master Yidan snorted, "Pills for healing and saving lives naturally come at a high price. Furthermore, once I give out a pill, I never take it back. What I mean is, you must buy this pill! If you don't, you won't be leaving here today!"
It had to be said, this so-called Master Yidan embodied eccentric behavior to perfection.
And he pushed shamelessness to its absolute extreme.
The young man pleaded, "M-Master, I don't have that much money. Can I pay in installments?"
Master Yidan heard this and snorted again. "Do you think you can?"
"I..." The young man froze, unsure what to do. "Sir, you are a divine doctor. Could you be merciful?"
"If my grandfather gets better, I'll definitely bring you the money!"
Master Yidan showed no signs of yielding and pressed on. "This is how I do things. Enough with the nonsense, hurry up and transfer the money!"
"Hmph, if you don't transfer the money today, you'll see what I do to you!"
"I..." The young man seemed to realize that Master Yidan was no ordinary person, but a powerful figure whom he absolutely could not offend. "I'm sorry, I apologize."
"We can't afford this medicine. We'll return it to you!"
Master Yidan yelled sternly, "Return my pill? What do you take me for?"
"You little brat..."