Fu Cheng looked at his master in disbelief and said with his voice trembling, "M-Master, what do you mean?"
If he got kicked out of the society, it was over for him.
Deputy Chairman Qin flicked his fingers and answered nonchalantly. "Considering your situation, it's pointless for you to continue staying in the association. It would be a waste of your talent. Moreover, you would turn into a laughing stock."
"I…" Fu Cheng staggered and felt completely sapped. It was completely hopeless for him.
Deputy Chairman Qin glanced at Fu Cheng and shook his head. He said, "The Apothecaries' Association has been around for a century. Even though it is powerful in the capital, this is not the only place you can be an apothecary."
Fu Cheng felt miserable when he heard his master telling him to leave the association. After some time, he finally snapped out of his daze and raised his head. "What do you mean?"
