Even if they kept looking, they wouldn't be able to purchase the medicinal pill and would be unable to endure the itching in their hearts. What a pity! Since the pills on the second floor couldn't be bought with money, they'd better go to the first floor and get another look. Perhaps, they would be able to buy one or two.
Meanwhile, on the ground floor, people were whispering in a circle. In the middle of the crowd, an old man was lying motionless on the ground. His face was purplish-black while both his lips and the area under his eyes were startlingly purple. He seemed to have been poisoned.
"This man looks unfamiliar. He shouldn't be from the Hundred Rivers City! Why did he just barge in from outside?"
"This man's cultivation turns out to be at the Celestial Peak. He's not weak. He can be considered a figure even among the influential clans in our city.
