He saw that there were still people coming to buy this hundred-and-thirty-year-old red ginseng, and he felt a pang of bitterness. Why was it that no one bought it normally, and it hung on the shelf unnoticed, yet today two people came at once?
Woe is me!
He thought to himself, luckily there would be new stock in two days. Perhaps he should ask this young master to wait a couple of days.
So he opened his mouth and said, "Young master, the hundred-and-thirty-year-old red ginseng is out of stock. Why don't you wait another two days for the new stock?"
"Tianbao Tower's supply is quite stable. Spiritual medicines of this blue quality can be restocked in two days."
When the manager said this.
The young man in white frowned. He had specifically come out to buy something this time. If he returned empty-handed, wouldn't he have to come out again in two days?
Going back and forth like this, wasn't his time also time?
Such a waste?
A displeased expression appeared on the young man in white's face.
His displeasure was noticed by the servant beside him.
Having been the young man in white's personal servant for so long, he had long understood the young man's habits. Therefore, from just a single expression on the young man's face, he could immediately understand his thoughts.
He shouted at the manager, "Didn't you hear? Young master needs the red ginseng urgently, and it's not something you can delay!"
"Two days? Waiting two days would mean I'd be starving!"
"Young master wants it now! He wants it at this very moment, understand?"
"Let alone delaying it for two days, not even for a quarter of an hour!"
The manager was reprimanded and felt angry, but he suppressed his rage and did not show it.
In business, it was most important to avoid trouble. Customers were gods. Ordinary customers were one thing, but people who looked so richly dressed were absolutely not to be offended.
The manager fell silent, and the servant turned to Fang Ming and said, "Hey, kid, you were the one who bought the red ginseng just now, right? Hand it over to young master quickly. Young master will give you double the price. Hurry up, don't delay young master's time!"
Fang Ming sneered. While the servant was speaking, the young man in white did not stop him, but rather benefited from it. This fully showed that the master and servant had the same personality.
Therefore, Fang Ming knew that this conflict was unavoidable.
He sneered and said, "But I need this red ginseng too."
"Double the price?"
"Let alone double, even if you offer ten times, I won't sell it!"
"What's mine is mine."
"If I don't sell, no matter how many times the price you offer, it's useless!"
Fang Ming's attitude directly enraged the servant!
Seeing that bribery was useless and double the price didn't work, the servant resorted to threats!
He threatened, "Damn it, you're ungrateful! Are your matters more important than young master's? I'm not afraid to tell you, my young master is the grandson of the Fifth Elder of the Lei family. Hurry up and hand over the spiritual medicine and get lost!"
"You're ungrateful. Double the price is gone. You must give the spiritual medicine to young master for free, or I'll break your legs!"
As the saying goes, a dog barks when it has a master.
This servant was only at the second level of Condensation Pulse cultivation.
He also knew that Fang Ming's cultivation seemed to be higher than his.
But with his young master beside him, and the young master as his backing, even though his own cultivation was inferior, he dared to threaten to break the handsome young man's legs!
This was the power of a dog with a master!
"Lei family?"
"Tsk tsk tsk!"
Upon hearing the name "Lei family," Fang Ming let out a light laugh.
From Lin Xuan's memories, Fang Ming knew that the town he was in, Liangchen County, was structured by five great families.
Each of these five great families had at least several, or even more than ten, Foundation Establishment realm experts. The Lei family and the Lin family were both among these five great families.
But they were different. The Lin family's overall strength was in the middle tier among the five great families, while the Lei family was implicitly known as the number one family in Liangchen County. Not only did they have the most Foundation Establishment realm cultivators, but they also had several late-stage Foundation Establishment experts. The Lei family patriarch had already surpassed the Great Perfection of Foundation Establishment and reached the "Quasi-Core" realm.
In Liangchen County, where there were no true Golden Core cultivators, the Quasi-Core realm, although theoretically only considered Foundation Establishment realm and not Golden Core realm, could still be considered the number one expert!
The Lei family was, without a doubt, something Fang Ming could not directly resist.
But the entire Lei family and a young master from the Lei family were naturally very different.
Just like Lin Xuan, who couldn't cultivate and was born with a crippled body, he was also a young master of the Lin family, a direct descendant.
When he went out, could Lin Xuan represent the entire Lin family?
Naturally, it was impossible.
The current Fang Ming couldn't either!
Perhaps only someone like Lin Yao, the son of the Second Elder, could say he represented the Lin family by borrowing the Second Elder's name.
As for direct descendants like Lin Yang, or even ordinary staff members on duty – when the Third Elder abolished their cultivation, he didn't care that they were also young masters of the Lin family.
And after understanding these things, one could understand that someone from the Lei family did not necessarily represent the entire Lei family and must be treated differently.
Fang Ming's discerning eyes had long seen that something was not right with this young man in white.
A cold sneer appeared on his lips, and without further ado, he went straight to slap him.
This was not a metaphorical slap in the face, but a literal one.
It was a real slap – the kind that involved a palm strike.
It was a purely physical action.
"How dare a mere servant threaten me? Let your master come and talk to me."
"You are not worthy of speaking!"
Slap!
Fang Ming delivered a resounding slap to the servant's face. The powerful force left his face covered in blood.
His face was not just ashen, but its skin was torn!
Literally torn skin, gushing with blood!
"Ah!" The servant was stunned by the blow. The intense pain on his face made him cry out involuntarily.
This was torn skin, and the pain was unimaginable. After a while, he finally temporarily escaped the pain and reacted, shouting, "You, you dare to hit my face? You hit so hard? You tore my skin!"
"You're finished! You're dead!"
"You dare to offend the Lei family, you're dead. No one can save you, not in heaven or on earth!"
This servant clearly hadn't expected that his usual swagger would result in such a severe disfigurement.
Although cultivators could restore their appearance, it would still take a lot of time and spiritual stones. The loss of time and spiritual stones was enough to make the servant's heart burn with rage.
He hoped that his young master would avenge him!
The young man in white was also startled by Fang Ming's sudden violent act. He didn't expect anyone to dare to hit his servant. Wasn't this slapping him in the face?
Moreover, it was such a brutal slap – if he didn't retaliate, he would truly lose face and become a laughingstock within the Lei family!
With this thought, the young man in white's expression also turned grim, and he said coldly, "Kid, the Lei family is the head of the five great families, not someone you can provoke. If you know what's good for you, kowtow to me and compensate me with a large amount of spiritual stones, and I'll reluctantly let this matter go. Otherwise..."