Chapter 077: Killing Intent

"Uncle Chu, if there's nothing else, I'll head to school first?" Lin Yi had said what he needed to say, and the rest was up to Chu Pengzhan to handle.

"Alright," Chu Pengzhan nodded. "Don't tell Yaoyao about today's events. I don't want her to be too troubled."

"Don't worry, Uncle Chu, I won't say anything." Lin Yi stood up, preparing to leave.

"Li Fu, you take Xiaoyi to school," Chu Pengzhan instructed the old butler.

"Sure, Mr. Chu," the butler nodded in agreement.

"No need, I can just hail a taxi downstairs," Lin Yi quickly said. He planned to go to a pharmacy and didn't want Li Fu to follow him. There were some things he didn't want others to know too much about.

"Alright then." Seeing Lin Yi's response, Chu Pengzhan didn't insist. "Before I resolve the company's issues, please take care of Yaoyao's safety."

"Heh—" Lin Yi waved his hand. "Uncle Chu, since my mission involves Miss Chu, I naturally won't let anything happen to her before the mission starts."

Chu Pengzhan nodded and then sighed slightly. Initially, he thought this task would be a favor to Lin Yi, but now it seemed Lin Yi wasn't particularly interested in Chu Mengyao. He didn't know how his father had arranged it, but he would follow his instructions regardless.

"Li Fu, go inform the administrative department to prepare the meeting room. I need to hold a board meeting this afternoon!" Chu Pengzhan didn't insist on Li Fu accompanying Lin Yi because he had other tasks for him.

"Sure, Mr. Chu," the butler nodded and quickly left Chu Pengzhan's office. Although Chu Pengzhan had a dedicated secretary, many things couldn't be entrusted to the secretary and could only be handled by Li Fu, his trusted confidant. So, in many situations, Li Fu also acted as a secretary.

Exiting Pengzhan Tower, Lin Yi hailed a taxi.

"Where to, young man?" The driver asked, pressing the meter after Lin Yi got in.

"Driver, do you know where I can buy wholesale traditional Chinese medicine?" Lin Yi wasn't familiar with Songshan City, but some veteran taxi drivers were like living maps, knowing everything about the city's various industries.

"Oh, you mean Chinese medicine. Do you want the loose herbs or the prepared medicines?" The driver wasn't sure which type Lin Yi needed.

"Heh—" Lin Yi couldn't help but laugh at the driver's description. To many ordinary people, Chinese medicine was just like twigs and grass: "The loose herbs!"

Lin Yi didn't correct the driver, as he wasn't a professional. As long as they understood each other, it was fine.

"For wholesale, you need to go to the Qiaonan Village Chinese Medicine Market," the driver said. "But it's not in the city, and it will take half a day to get there. If you need a small amount, you can go to a larger pharmacy, which will have a wider selection."

Hearing the driver's words, Lin Yi decided not to go to the wholesale market for now. He could buy what he needed at a pharmacy. "Then please take me to a larger pharmacy."

"That's easy." The driver started the car.

After a few turns, the car stopped in front of a large pharmacy. The driver hadn't taken a detour, and the meter only showed the initial fare.

Lin Yi paid the fare, thanked the driver, and got out, heading into the pharmacy.

Inside the pharmacy, Lin Yi marveled that the medical industry was always profitable. Even in broad daylight, the pharmacy was bustling with people buying medicine, and many common drug counters were surrounded by customers.

However, Lin Yi was looking for traditional Chinese herbs, which were less commonly purchased. He handed the list he had prepared to the salesperson, who gave him a receipt and directed him to pay. The variety of herbs Lin Yi needed was extensive, and weighing them would take some time. Fortunately, there were no other customers, so Lin Yi took the opportunity to wander around the pharmacy while the salesperson weighed the herbs.

"Golden Wound Medicine." A voice caught Lin Yi's attention.

Golden Wound Medicine? Lin Yi was taken aback. There was such a medicine?

Golden Wound Medicine, as the name suggests, "golden" refers to metal objects like knives. In ancient times, the most common injuries were from weapons, so "golden" also referred to weapons, and "wound" means injury. Therefore, Golden Wound Medicine is specifically used to treat injuries from knives and other metal weapons, with effects like stopping bleeding, relieving pain, and reducing inflammation.

However, Golden Wound Medicine was an ancient term. There didn't seem to be any medicine called that now.

"None left, sold out," the salesperson replied expressionlessly to the person who asked.

Lin Yi glanced over and saw a girl in black, wearing a navy cap with the brim pulled low, making it impossible to see her face. After hearing the salesperson's response, the girl didn't say anything and turned to leave, but her steps were somewhat unsteady...

Suddenly, Lin Yi's gaze fixed on the girl's feet. A clear trail of blood followed her, clearly seeping down her pant leg. In the busy pharmacy, no one seemed to notice, and the blood trail was quickly trampled by other customers.

Lin Yi paid attention to this girl for two reasons: one, her request for Golden Wound Medicine piqued his curiosity, and two, he sensed a familiar aura from her—killing intent.

Killing intent is a mysterious thing. It is a signal emitted by animals when they attack, which requires a "sixth sense" to detect!

An experiment was once conducted where a wild cat from the forest and a mouse were placed in a box separated by two soundproof thin boards. The boards were close together, and the smell and sight were eliminated. The cat seemed to sense something and kept trying to claw through the board, while the mouse curled up on the other side. It was clear that the cat sensed the mouse, and the mouse sensed the cat, but how did they sense each other?

Scientists explained that this might be the sixth sense of animals, which is not detected through the ears, nose, or eyes. Animals can sense signals emitted by predators or other animals that want to attack them through this sixth sense. This signal can be interpreted as "killing intent."

Humans also have a sixth sense, but it has weakened over time due to their separation from nature. However, some people with stronger perception still retain this sixth sense, such as veterans who can sense whether there are hidden enemies, or hunters who live in the forest all their lives. These people who have long faced life and death can gradually develop this sense.