Chapter 86

There were two in total. I was tricked into taking one, and then I dissected the other, leaving me clean and clear.

"None left!"

"Give me ten more!"

Kong Gaohan knew there wouldn't be many of these, so asking for ten was a bold move, expecting He Biqu to refuse angrily, but it would give him the upper hand in the negotiation.

Sure enough—

"Impossible!"

He Biqu indeed exploded: "Are you here to buy in bulk? Treat them like candy? Ten? Are you robbing me or trying to kill me? One pill is a life!"

"Eight! No less! I'll count the first two as well!"

"Ha! Giving you two is already the limit. Wanting more is a fantasy. If you really want to study, even eight hundred might not be enough. Get lost, you won't get any more!"

"Six! Just give me six more, and if I can't figure it out, I'll accept my fate and never ask you again!" Kong Gaohan gritted his teeth. His bottom line was four.

He was waiting for He Biqu to explode again, then he would insist on four, estimating that the guy would definitely give in.

But the next moment—

"Fine, fine, I'll treat you like a plague, here are six!"

He Biqu threw out six pills: "You said it, if it's not enough, you won't ask me again. A gentleman's word is a promise."

"???"

Kong Gaohan looked at the six pills in his palm, feeling utterly bewildered.

What the hell... What the hell... What... What's going on?

Such a powerful elixir, and so many, just easily obtained?

Why are all these strange things happening today? The random concoction was incredibly effective, and now six powerful pills are in hand. Kong Gaohan, momentarily stunned, suddenly realized: "He Biqu! Tell me the truth, how many do you have?!"

In his urgency, he even dropped the formal "old man" and called himself "I."

In an instant, the elegant demeanor of the divine doctor vanished, replaced by the ruthless demeanor of a bandit.

"Not many left..."

"How many is 'not many'?!"

He Biqu coughed, about to speak, but heard the wind outside, and several people landed in the courtyard almost simultaneously.

An annoyed yet reluctant voice echoed in the courtyard: "Lord He, you summoned us so urgently, what's the important matter? Isn't one false alarm enough? Are you playing with us?"

He Biqu hurried out, leaving Kong Gaohan in the room, ignored.

The Rainbow Sky Cloak's various department heads and deputy heads had all arrived.

Everyone was seething. They had just arranged a swift operation, but it was canceled as soon as the people were mobilized.

Their subordinates looked at them as if they were fools...

All this was caused by He Biqu, how could they not be resentful?

But He Biqu was too senior, his real authority on par with the seven department heads, so they had to keep it in.

Just as they were about to burst, He Biqu sent another order to gather everyone for a meeting.

Are you going to drill us again!?

He Biqu chuckled: "This time, I have a great favor to share."

"What favor?"

"A major battle is imminent, casualties are inevitable."

He Biqu smiled: "I have some of the divine medicine left from last time. Although not many, if used sparingly, it can save a few brothers."

Everyone's eyes lit up.

Last time, the Rainbow Sky Cloak's operation was massive and brutal, yet no one was lost.

The reason, they said, was the divine medicine, which had long made everyone eager.

Understanding the hidden meaning, He Biqu must have found a divine doctor and obtained something good. Later, it was confirmed that He Biqu himself had also benefited, solidifying the belief that a divine doctor was helping. Everyone was envious.

Why did such a good thing happen to the Blue Cloak Department?

Later, when they learned that the divine doctor was killed by the Black Feather Department's head, Miao Sen, they were all deeply regretful.

They thought the divine medicine was lost, but didn't expect He Biqu to still have some in stock.

Such a life-saving good thing, to be shared!

When did He Biqu become so generous? Could it be... He felt guilty for playing with everyone so much, so he's giving some compensation?

Everyone was overjoyed, their enthusiasm rising, their faces beaming, and the sarcastic remarks turned into flattery.

"Lord He is truly great!"

"Thank you, Lord He, for your generosity."

"Lord He is a role model for us all."

"Lord He, I thank you on behalf of the brothers."

Everyone was smiling, even fawning, their faces like flowers.

"Lord He, how many can we get?"

He Biqu said: "Not many, I only have this much left. Once it's gone, it's gone."

He hesitated, glanced at the closed door, and said: "Each department... five... five... is possible."

Hearing five, though a bit few, everyone nodded. Five pills meant five lives, better than nothing.

At that moment, an extremely angry roar echoed, the door was kicked open, and Kong Gaohan, his face twisted in rage, burst out: "He Biqu! I asked for six, negotiated endlessly, and you refused every step of the way. I thought you didn't have many, but you have enough to distribute forty or fifty! You bastard, today I will teach you a lesson for your brother!"

Kong Gaohan was nearly driven mad.

Five pills per department, that's thirty, plus his six, and the initial two, making thirty-eight.

Based on his understanding of He Biqu, he must have at least twenty more for the Blue Cloak Department!

That's the kind of person He Biqu is!

This means the bastard has at least sixty pills, and only gave me eight!

"He Biqu, are you treating me like a beggar!" Kong Gaohan's pride was severely hurt.

"Brother Kong, Brother Kong..." He Biqu dodged, saying: "Brother Kong, how can you say that? I prioritized you..."

Everyone hurriedly bowed: "Greetings, Minister Kong."

He Biqu begged repeatedly, saying "We'll talk privately, I'll make it up to you," before Kong Gaohan, gritting his teeth, let him off.

Sitting aside, watching He Biqu distribute the pills, seeing each pill go to the heads of the departments, he felt as if a knife was slicing his flesh, like being flayed alive.

Is it necessary to take them so urgently?

If I could figure out the secrets and mass-produce them, how many of our Qin warriors could be saved!

This is truly a good thing, why doesn't He Biqu understand the urgency!

He Biqu had no confidence in him.

He treated his own injury for thirty years!

In the end, it was ineffective, and Feng Xiong just gave a few pills...

The difference was clear to He Biqu.

Especially the dissection of the pill, which yielded nothing.

He knew giving the pills to Kong Gaohan for research would likely yield nothing, better to share them and save some brothers' lives.

If Kong Gaohan were to take them himself, He Biqu wouldn't mind giving him eighty, but for research... it would be a waste.

If not for Kong Gaohan's face, He Biqu wouldn't have given him any!

"The old man is arrogant, only good at wasting resources!"

He Biqu thought bitterly.

"Everyone, things have changed. I have something to handle. Remember, tomorrow morning, we'll discuss. And come alone, this is highly confidential."

He Biqu quickly told everyone.

This was clear.

Come alone.

Not even the deputies.

But everyone, having received He Biqu's favor, had no complaints, all agreeing: "We won't disturb Lord He and Minister Kong. We'll come tomorrow."

They left one by one, riding fast, eager to protect the medicine.

And, hearing He Biqu's words, they all felt a sense of gravity.

He Biqu, seeing everyone off, quickly turned to Kong Gaohan with a smile: "Brother Kong, let's talk inside, we need to plan... Since you're here, please help."

Kong Gaohan was so angry he laughed: "You still want to use me? Come, let's see how you plan to use me!"

...

On the other side, Feng Yin returned home, feeling light and carefree, no longer burdened by anxiety.

But through this incident, Feng Yin discovered a weakness in his character.

"Too emotional, too soft-hearted."

After deep reflection, Feng Yin sighed bitterly.

He thought he had become cold and unfeeling after two lifetimes, but found himself so easily moved.

The education from his past life seemed distant, but a core part of his soul, his kindness, remained.

Feng Yin knew he couldn't change, he had to accept it!

Thinking of the soldiers who fought and died for their country, he was reminded of his homeland.

The men who sacrificed for their brothers, beliefs, and loyalty always made him feel admiration, respect, and closeness, always longing to experience their nobility.

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