Chapter 193: No Negotiation, I

Jiang Feng heard Shao Jinpeng's words and directly shook his head.

"The last Blood-Creation Pill has already been used by Lu Xiao; there is none left."

"Then what about now—are you refining it?"

Shao Jinpeng said anxiously.

But Jiang Feng, upon hearing that, still shook his head.

"The ingredients for this Elixir are rare, and refining it also takes effort."

Shao Jinpeng felt a sinking in his heart and immediately recalled the words Lei Zhen had specifically instructed while sober before they set out.

"Just go find Jiang Feng for the medicine; no matter what price you have to pay, you must obtain it."

"I'll buy the ingredients! No matter how expensive, I'll pay any amount! Also, I'll give you five million! Jiang Feng, consider this a plea—refine another one, save Group Leader Lei!"

Five million sounds a lot, but for a scion like Shao Jinpeng it is nothing.

He had assumed Jiang Feng would agree out of face‑saving for the money.

Yet Jiang Feng still shook his head.

"No."

"Why?"

Shao Jinpeng, frantic enough to jump his foot, roared hysterically.

"Money isn't enough, I can add more! As long as you are willing to refine the medicine, any amount is negotiable!"

"It's not a money issue."

Jiang Feng glanced at the unconscious Lei Zhen, a mocking smile tugging at his mouth corner.

"I'm friends with Group Leader Lu, I can give the medicine to Group Leader Lu, but what relationship do I have with Lei Zhen?"

"Not to mention making him kneel and be humiliated today; his heart hates me to the point of teeth itching, and he still wants me to waste effort refining medicine for him?"

Seeing Shao Jinpeng's face turn red with anger, Jiang Feng waved his hand again.

"But if you bring him to me, I won't just stand by and watch him die. I can only guarantee he won't die."

After speaking, Jiang Feng ignored Shao Jinpeng, turned and took out a silver needle.

He walked to Lei Zhen's side, flicked his wrist, and the silver needle swished, swished, swished, precisely stabbing several key acupoints on Lei Zhen.

The motion was so fast it dazzled the eyes; in just a dozen seconds or so, he withdrew the needles.

"That's about it; the internal bruised blood and chaotic true Qi have temporarily stabilized."

Shao Jinpeng hurried over to look, and indeed the bleeding at Lei Zhen's mouth corner had stopped.

But after waiting a while, Lei Zhen still hadn't awakened.

"Then why hasn't he woken up yet?"

Shao Jinpeng's eyes flashed with anger.

"Playing games! Just now Group Leader Lu was almost on the brink of death, and a few needles you stuck made him open his eyes."

"Now it's Group Leader Lei's turn, and you refuse to let go and treat him?"

Jiang Feng shrugged indifferently.

"Oh, he suffered severe internal injuries; now he needs rest, a sleep, and the wounds will naturally improve."

"All I can do is keep his life stable; the rest depends on his own recovery."

"You're being far too perfunctory!"

Shao Jinpeng, his face flushed red with anger, pointed at Jiang Feng's nose.

"We all brought him to you; can't you treat him properly? How can you be so irresponsible!"

"I have already taken responsibility; at least he can't die now."

Jiang Feng's eyes turned cold, his tone laced with mockery.

"If you don't trust my medical skill, you may take him away right now."

"But let me be clear: once you step out this door, even if you kneel and die at my Ji Shi Tang Gate, I will never intervene to save him."

Shao Jinpeng's movement froze instantly, his face turning iron‑blue.

He knew Jiang Feng could both say and do it; now Lei Zhen's life hung on Jiang Feng's hands, and if he truly took him away, he might die halfway. After agonizing for a long time, Shao Jinpeng still didn't dare risk it, and glared fiercely at Jiang Feng.

"Fine! I trust you this time! If anything happens to Group Leader Lei, I will definitely not let you off!"

Jiang Feng didn't take his threat seriously, pulled a phone from his pocket.

He opened the payment QR code and handed it to Shao Jinpeng.

"Here, settle the medical fee—five million."

"What?"

Shao Jinpeng's eyes widened.

"You only stuck a few needles and demand five million? Why don't you rob!"

"Robbing doesn't bring money as fast as treating illness!"

"Isn't Lei Zhen of noble status? Not even worth five million? This price is fair."

"I'm his rival; not demanding more is already merciful. If you think it's pricey, you can choose to take him away; I won't block you."

Shao Jinpeng trembled with anger, yet was helpless.

He knew Jiang Feng was doing it on purpose, trying to extort money at this chance, but he couldn't refuse.

"You wait!"

Shao Jinpeng clenched his teeth, took out his phone, and scanned the payment code.

"Mobile bank received five million in full!"

Hearing the transfer notification, a faint satisfied smile appeared on Jiang Feng's face.

"You can stay here and wait; leave after he wakes up."

Shao Jinpeng ignored him and walked straight to the rattan chair and sat down.

Jiang Feng also paid him no mind, turned and went back to the medicine room.

They made five million so easily; the Dragon Group really are simple‑minded but rich.

……

On the other side, Jiangnan Wangfu.

In the main hall, Jiangnan Wang sat on the main seat, dressed in a black brocade robe, his face grim and fierce.

Below, Feng A Da and Feng A San knelt on one knee.

"Prince, we have returned."

Feng A Da's voice was hoarse, and he dared not lift his head to meet Jiangnan Wang's eyes.

Jiangnan Wang tapped his fingers lightly on the Table, and after a long pause exhaled.

"As long as you're alive, that's enough; although the second one died like that, being able to escape under Long Qianyan's hand is something you can be proud of."

At this moment, Jiangnan Wang felt a blaze of fire burning in his chest.

The Feng Family's Four Brothers are the trump cards he has nurtured for so many years.

He didn't expect that before any uprising, two of them would already be lost.

"Long Qianyan! I, this Prince, will Not Die Not Rest with you!"

Jiangnan Wang slammed the Table hard; with a crack, the hard mahogany table corner in front of him snapped.

"Prince, besides Long Qianyan, that Jiang Feng from Ji Shi Tang is no ordinary; he can easily subdue us, his methods are extremely unorthodox."

Jiangnan Wang's complexion grew darker, his eyes filled with murderous intent.

"Again this Jiang Feng! The revenge for his insult to me hasn't been repaid yet! Could this boy be my nemesis?"

He paced back and forth in the hall, his fingers clenched, making a clicking sound.

"But it's fine; although Lu Xiao hasn't died, now Lei Zhen holds great authority, and this is our opportunity."

Hearing this, Feng A Da and Feng A San looked up, their gazes reverent toward Jiangnan Wang.

They never imagined that the Prince's hand had even reached toward the Dragon Group.

If it weren't for Lei Zhen, they wouldn't have had a chance to escape.

"Prince, Group Leader Lei was injured by me; it shouldn't cause any trouble, right?"

"No, with your strength you couldn't even wound him; it's just a self‑inflicted injury ploy."

Jiangnan Wang waved his hand, seeming unconcerned.

"The top priority is still to find the Southern Frontier Tiger Talisman."

"I have already contacted a distinguished guest; that guest's methods are unparalleled, and as long as the Southern Frontier Tiger Talisman remains within Jiangnan's territory, he will certainly locate it."

He paused, and his gaze became cold again.

"Therefore, during this period, you must not provoke Long Qianyan or Jiang Feng; cooperate fully with that distinguished guest to find the talisman. Once the talisman is obtained, then I can rise up, and at that time, those two, I can crush them with a swipe!"

"Yes! Understood, sir!"

Feng A Da and Feng A San replied in unison.

Jiangnan Wang looked at them, nodded with satisfaction.

"Go down, recover well, and await orders at any time."

"Yes!"

The two stood, respectfully exited the main hall.

Only Jiangnan Wang remained in the hall; he looked north, his gaze gradually turning cold.

"This world is destined to be mine!"