If this had happened ten years ago, no one would have believed it. It really made people sigh.
However, Manager Sun, aware of Qin Huai's close relationship with his young master, wouldn't mention this matter. Amidst powerful martial techniques, helping Qin Huai live was meaningful, or else it was pointless.
"That's what I meant," Qin Huai nodded. "Thank you, Steward Sun. I don't want to miss it." As he spoke, he handed over a silver note worth ten thousand taels.
"Sect Master Qin, don't worry. Leave these things to me. I guarantee that I'll sell it for a good price!" Manager Sun patted his chest, confident.
He looked at the note as if he had found his conscience. "But, Sect Master Qin, there's something I must remind you of. I'm afraid that the people who bought your detoxification pills are all your opponents who are evenly matched with you. You have to think of a way out."
He weighed his words and said those with a lowered voice.