"Don't waste a sacred-rank panacea for nothing, alright," Family Head You jeered at Family Head Zhu.
This blood vermilion fruit was good stuff, but consuming it incorrectly would mean spoiling it.
That chronic invalid of the Zhu Family had been ill for more than a decade, yet he still had delusions of recovering? Tsk! So what if he could recover? His cultivation would still be trailing behind everybody else's!
What kind of future could he have with that? They should give this blood vermilion fruit to the young talents of their You Clan's youngest generation instead.
Such as his eldest son You Hui.
A glint flitted across Family Head You's eyes. He then said to Family Head Zhu with an air of indifference, "How about this. You just name a price, and I will purchase this blood vermilion fruit from you?"
