Trapped

Time quickly passed by and ten minutes were gone in a flash. As the old man sitting cross-legged on the fishing boat's deck sobered up, his eyes gleamed with an excited look. His figure floated and came before Tang Xiu. Looking at him fixedly, he said, "I need 10 Holy Healing pills with the same effect."

A smile outlined on the corner of Tang Xiu's face as he nodded and said, "No problem. I still have nine pills left in this jade bottle. You just need to transfer 200 million dollars to my account."

"Deal!"

The old man nodded without hesitation. After receiving Tang Xiu's account number, he immediately transferred the money to that account.

An incredulous look appeared on the blonde man's and the female's faces. They watched as their Master received the jade bottle and looked satisfied. The former then immediately asked, "How's your injury now, Master?"