"Sell the wine mixed with diluted Heavenly Sun Divine Water to the citizens of Yang City!"
Before Yi Chen could continue speaking, a handsome man in the room could not help but snicker:
"I thought Fellow Taoist had some ingenious insight, but it turns out the idea is to sell wine; aren't you making money a bit too easily, Fellow Taoist?"
"Putting other things aside, how are you going to make the entire population of Yang City buy and drink this wine mixed with antidote without letting them know?"
"Young sister, you are just too naive and too innocent, which is why you are easily deceived by these Loose Cultivators. If today, Fellow Taoist, you cannot provide a detailed plan, it's best you cough up all the Jade Coins you've scammed from young sister, with interest, to Duan right now."
At this moment, a cold gleam flashed in Duan Zhenliu's eyes.
Somehow, from the very first glance at Yi Chen, Duan Zhenliu had taken an intense dislike to him.
