"What, you don’t have it?" Ye Luo frowned slightly as he spoke.

"We do, of course, but the herbal ingredients you need are quite numerous. We don’t have that many in the front; I need to go to the back to fetch them."

The man spoke.

"Why are you here?"

Just then, a cold and shady voice suddenly erupted, and Ye Luo glanced to the side to see Mu Jianchun’s figure appear, his eyes flashing with an angry expression as he stared at Ye Luo, a chill emanating from his body.

"Young master, this gentleman is here to purchase herbs."

The man looked at the appearance of Mu Jianchun and immediately began speaking with a face full of respect.

"Purchase herbs?"

Mu Jianchun snorted coldly, "Not selling!"

"Isn’t this place for selling medicine?" Ye Luo said indifferently.

"This place does sell medicine, but I am the master here. If I say I won’t sell to you, then I won’t sell, and you should not expect to buy even a tiny bit of medicinal materials from any Rejuvenation Pavilion in the future."

Mu Jianchun looked at Ye Luo with a cold expression, his eyes carrying a hint of arrogance, as if he was absolutely untouchable.

Ye Luo did not get angry, but instead, the corners of his mouth raised slightly as he said, "It seems that the young master is harboring a grudge because he lost both the martial arts and medical competition yesterday. However, don’t you want to save your guards? Or have they all become invalids already?"

"You..."

Upon hearing Ye Luo’s words, Mu Jianchun’s complexion darkened, and a flicker of anger crossed his eyes.

"Young master, don’t be impulsive."

At that moment, a deep and aged voice echoed, and a figure slowly emerged from behind Mu Jianchun; it was Mu Feng, the medical expert of the Mu Family.

"Elder Mu, this kid is really..."

Mu Jianchun, looking at Mu Feng with a respectful expression, gritted his teeth as he spoke.

"Alright, I know."

Mu Feng spoke one sentence and fixed his aged and profound eyes on Ye Luo, "I presume you are the Mr. Ye Luo who defeated the scion of my Mu Family."

"That’s me. So what?"

Ye Luo looked at the other party casually.

"Mr. Ye, greetings. I am Mu Feng, an elder of the Mu Family. I have examined the Silver Needles you administered to our few guards. Forgive my limited medical expertise, but I am unable to remove the needles and one of them has been crippled because of it. If Mr. Ye is willing, please remove those Silver Needles, so they can return to normal," Mu Feng said, his tone carrying a measure of respect.

"Elder Mu!"

Mu Jianchun’s eyes held a hint of unwillingness, but he was blocked by Mu Feng, and could only clench his teeth and glare silently at Ye Luo.

"I’m willing to remove the needles, but first give me all the herbs I need," Ye Luo said.

Mu Feng glanced at the man preparing the medicine, "Go fetch all the medicinal materials Mr. Ye needs."

The man nodded and swiftly left; a few minutes later, he returned with a large bundle of medicinal materials.

"Sir, these are the medicinal materials you need."

Ye Luo swept a glance over the materials, not bothering to check them, as he had thoroughly scanned them with his Clairvoyant Eye, confirming they matched what he needed.

"Good. Bring out the people," Ye Luo said, looking at Mu Feng. With a gesture from the latter, the three guards from yesterday were quickly brought out. One guard had already had the Silver Needles removed by Mu Feng and was left broken, while the other three had been immobile since last night.

Ye Luo approached the three men, waved a hand, and three silver needles shot out from their bodies. Instantly, their expressions returned to normal, each of them coughing violently, their faces pallid.

Seeing this, Mu Feng’s expression tightened slightly, revealing a serious look. He said, "Mr. Ye’s medical skills are indeed formidable."

"These three needles should cover the cost of those medicinal ingredients. If there’s nothing else, I’ll be on my way."

Ye Luo stated bluntly.

"Mr. Ye, I have been studying acupuncture since I was young and have done quite a bit of research on it. I would like to ask for some guidance from Mr. Ye,"

Mu Feng hastily spoke, looking at Ye Luo.

"Are you challenging me?"

Ye Luo’s gaze turned to Mu Feng.

"I dare not call it a challenge, merely seeking some instruction."

Mu Feng smiled with a kind and compassionate expression.

"I think you just want to earn back some face for this guy."

Ye Luo sneered.

"If Mr. Ye is willing, I am prepared to offer a hundred-year Blood Lingzhi as a reward. If I lose, this hundred-year Blood Lingzhi will be yours."

Mu Feng spoke again.

"A hundred-year Blood Lingzhi."

Ye Luo’s expression narrowed slightly with interest. This hundred-year Blood Lingzhi was valuable and extremely rare. Most importantly, with it, he could completely cure Liu Xiner’s brain freeze condition.

Ye Luo had not forgotten about Liu Xiner’s brain freeze condition. The medicine he had provided earlier could only sustain for three months, and calculating the time, there wasn’t much left.

And a Blood Coagulation Pill, refined from the Lingzhi, could completely cure the brain freeze condition. Hearing that the other party was offering a hundred-year Blood Lingzhi as a reward, Ye Luo couldn’t help but be enticed.

"If you lose, the Lingzhi is mine. What if I lose?" Ye Luo asked indifferently.

Mu Feng smiled calmly, "If Mr. Ye loses, I won’t require you to produce any precious medicines. I merely wish for Mr. Ye to apologize to our Young Master and to work at Rejuvenation Pavilion for one year."

Ye Luo’s eyes flicked up, chuckling, "You sure know how to play your cards well. But it doesn’t matter to me. Since you want to give me a Blood Lingzhi for nothing, I won’t refuse. Tell me, how shall we compete?"

"Since we are competing in acupuncture, we will need to find a patient who requires it, to see whose acupuncture can make them recover better."

"Alright then."

Ye Luo’s eyes shifted, gesturing towards an elderly man who was waiting in line and said, "Elder, please come here."

"Are you calling me?"

The elderly man looked at Ye Luo with a startled expression, while a man in a suit standing beside him eyed Ye Luo with a hint of wariness: "Sir, may I help you with something?"

"Let’s choose him, what do you say?"

Ye Luo pointed at the elderly man, speaking to Mu Feng.

Mu Feng looked at the elderly man and then nodded, approaching him.

"Elder, hello, I am Mu Feng, an elder of the Mu Family of Rejuvenation Pavilion. May I have the honor of examining your illness?"

"So it’s an Elder of the Mu Family. Please, take a look at our family’s elder. We don’t know what’s wrong with his eyes; he has been seeing things more and more blurry."

The man in the suit, upon hearing that Mu Feng was an elder of the Mu Family, spoke with a hint of excitement.

Mu Feng’s gaze fell on the elderly man, took his pulse, and said, "Elder, your eyeballs have hardened, pupils dilated, and the iris turned green in color. You suffer from glaucoma, and it has reached a very serious stage. If it’s not treated soon, I’m afraid you’ll completely lose your eyesight."