Yang Liu stared blankly at Ye Guichen, trying to read any clues from his eyes.
But to her disappointment, Yang Liu saw nothing.
"Why should I believe you?" After a long time, Yang Liu finally spoke.
Ye Guichen shrugged indifferently, "It doesn’t matter if you believe me or not. You came to find me today, which proves that you’re already prepared to die. But I’ll tell you, I won’t kill you. Letting you live will be the greatest torture for you."
"Haha, of course, you can keep bothering me, but you know you’re not my match."
After saying that, Ye Guichen turned around to pick up Chu Tiange and leave.
Yang Liu bit her lip, hesitating.
To be honest, she didn’t feel her face was much of an issue before; it didn’t matter if she was beautiful or not.
This time, when she came to Yun City and met Long Tianci again, Yang Liu didn’t really care.
However, when she was with Long Tianci yesterday, he actually asked her to turn off the light.
This made Yang Liu feel very uncomfortable.
In fact, a big part of the reason Yang Liu came to see Ye Guichen this time was genuinely seeking death.
"Fine, I’ll trust you this once!" Yang Liu suddenly decided, "Ye Guichen, I know you’re looking for the Seven-colored Lotus Jade, and Sakura Falling has one in our leader’s possession. If you can really restore my face, I’ll steal it for you!"
Ye Guichen’s eyes lit up.
This Yang Liu really knows what’s what.
Previously, Ye Guichen had heard that the Sakura Falling organization had a piece of Seven-colored Lotus Jade, but that organization was extremely secretive and moved locations every so often. Even using the power of the Heavenly God Temple, it wasn’t easy to find them.
Moreover, even if they found the organization, it didn’t mean they could find the Seven-colored Lotus Jade.
If Yang Liu became an inside agent, it would save him a lot of trouble.
"Deal!" Ye Guichen didn’t hesitate and took out his phone to call Bai Qinghe, "Sister Bai, bring me my canvas bag, please."
When Ye Guichen descended the mountain, he had a canvas bag with many good things inside.
However, he rarely used it nowadays and kept it at Chen Ziran’s place.
Bai Qinghe didn’t seem to know what the canvas bag was. She asked curiously, "What do you mean?"
"There’s a bag at my wife’s house, under the bed." Ye Guichen explained, "Hurry, bring it in half an hour."
Then, Ye Guichen gave the address and hung up the phone. He told Yang Liu, "Let me be clear, you’ll know if it works or not. But I can only heal half of the scars on your face. Once you get the Seven-colored Lotus Jade, I’ll fully restore your face."
"Can you really do it?" Yang Liu scrutinized Ye Guichen with suspicion.
But seeing Ye Guichen’s confident demeanor, Yang Liu couldn’t help but feel a glimmer of hope.
However, Yang Liu also felt that Ye Guichen was boasting.
A disfigured face can either be totally healed or not healed at all. Halfway measures—you think you’re a deity?
In less than half an hour, Bai Qinghe arrived.
Seeing Yang Liu, Bai Qinghe immediately tensed up, assuming a defensive stance, "Ugly Fox?"
Evidently, Bai Qinghe knew Yang Liu.
Yang Liu was stunned that Bai Qinghe was working for Ye Guichen, "Bai Wuchang, not only did you betray us, but you’re also working for the enemy?"
"Hey, can you not speak so harshly?" Ye Guichen found it absurd, "Sister Bai is living much better now, and she’s willing. Don’t make it sound like I forced her."
While speaking, Ye Guichen took the canvas bag, rummaged through it, and pulled out a white porcelain bottle.
"Ye Guichen, what’s going on?" Seeing that Yang Liu showed no intention of fighting, Bai Qinghe looked at Ye Guichen curiously.
Ye Guichen had to explain, "She wanted to kill me, but as you know, she’s not my match. So, we made a deal."
"A deal?" Bai Qinghe was puzzled but didn’t ask more.
Once Ye Guichen opened the bottle, a strong odor filled the narrow alley almost instantly.
Yang Liu instinctively covered her nose.
But Bai Qinghe’s eyes lit up, staring intently at the bottle.
Seeing Ye Guichen pour out a black pill the size of a fingernail, Bai Qinghe couldn’t help but swallow, as if she saw some delicious food.
Seeing Bai Qinghe’s expression, Yang Liu felt nauseated and mocked, "Bai Wuchang, I didn’t know you had such a taste? Interested in something this stinky, truly, like attracts like!"
"Ugly Fox, you know nothing!" Bai Qinghe ignored Yang Liu’s mocking. She knew how precious this pill was.
Last time, because of one stinky pill, not only did her injuries heal, but she also directly broke through to the Middle-grade Realm.
Now, Ye Guichen pulled out such a pill from his worn canvas bag?
"Ye Guichen, you have these pills in that bag?" Bai Qinghe’s mouth practically watered; she was close to grabbing it.
Ye Guichen chuckled, "Of course, I have many such pills in this bag."
He shook the black pill in his hand, "This is called Preservation Pill. I specifically made it to keep my future wife forever young. But now, it seems my wife won’t age anytime soon, so I’ll use it now."
"Preservation Pill? This thing exists?" Hearing those words, Yang Liu became excited.
She had heard of the term before.
But she had never seen one.
In fact, she had heard that even if the Preservation Pill existed, it would be sold at an exorbitant price and was almost impossible to find.
This Preservation Pill could indeed heal her face, but one wasn’t enough; it needed to be taken long-term.
But, if taken long-term, it would cost her a fortune, and finding just one pill was nearly impossible, let alone daily use.
"Bai Wuchang, you betrayed the Azure Dragon Commerce for Ye Guichen, was it for this?" Suddenly realizing something, Yang Liu turned to Bai Qinghe.
She had known Bai Qinghe for a long time and knew she practiced voodoo. But seeing Bai Qinghe’s face unaffected by toxins always puzzled her.
Bai Qinghe seemed to understand Yang Liu’s meaning and sneered, "Ugly Fox, do you not know why you’re ? If it wasn’t for that man, would you have tried that poison and become ? And although I understand voodoo, I only raise Gu. I’m not as poisoned as you. Jealous of how I look?"
"Bai Wuchang, for betraying the chairman, you have only one way out!" Yang Liu seemed to have hit a sore spot, making her furious and ready to fight.
Ye Guichen sighed, "Since you know each other, why not find a place to chat? I’m leaving."
"No!" Bai Qinghe shouted, staring intently at Ye Guichen, "How many more pills do you have? Can you..."
"Please, do you think these are randomly found?" Ye Guichen was exasperated, "Making that last pill took me a long time, what more do you want?"
"What? You can make pills?" Yang Liu’s eyes widened, feeling her entire worldview had been flipped.
In this world, martial artists always needed pills, and slightly better ones were more valuable than gold.
If someone could make pills, even the simplest ones, they’d be highly coveted by many organizations.
Ye Guichen could make pills, which was like guarding a treasure. Many organizations would try to recruit him.