Chapter 333: Chapter 333 - Toxic Justice
"Trap? What sort of trap?" I didn’t give it much thought.
Mya Winona was naturally quiet by nature, so she remained silent.
We both sat there, waiting for an extended period.
It wasn’t until midday that someone entered from outside.
The newcomer was a young man, lavishly dressed with an impressive bearing.
Two men in bodyguard attire followed behind him.
I examined them closely and discovered that both bodyguards were actually Third Rank Grandmasters.
"If even his bodyguards are Third Rank Grandmasters, he must come from quite a powerful background," I thought to myself.
The young man walked directly toward me and took a seat across from me.
He examined me from head to toe before asking, "So you’re the one who’s supposed to heal me?"
I nodded in response, "That’s right, what’s troubling you?"
The young man stretched casually and replied, "Aren’t you supposed to be an alchemist? Shouldn’t you be able to figure it out?"
I frowned, irritated by his arrogant manner.
"Never mind, I’m here to purchase medicine. I’ve already spoken with your superior," the young man said with a dismissive wave.
He produced a prescription and slammed it onto the table.
The paper listed four or five different types of Pills.
These Pills were common and wouldn’t be challenging to create.
"Mason, allow me to handle this," Mya Winona suddenly interjected.
I nodded, "I was thinking exactly that."
But at that moment, the young man suddenly rose, stared at me coldly, and demanded, "Are you Mason Raymond?"
I looked puzzled, "I don’t believe we’ve met, have we?"
The young man burst into laughter, "Hahaha, naturally you don’t recognize me, but I certainly know you!"
"I’m Travis Johansson from the Johansson Family!" the young man announced coldly.
"Johansson Family? You mean the Sergio Family from Capital City?" My expression shifted slightly.
The young man replied casually, "Exactly. What a small world—I never expected to run into you here."
Mya Winona sensed the strange tension between us, so she quickly stepped forward saying, "Mason, step aside and let me handle this."
After speaking, Mya Winona approached Travis Johansson and said courteously, "Sir, I’m also an alchemist at the Divine Alchemist Pavilion. I’ll prepare your Pills immediately."
"You?" Travis Johansson glanced at Mya Winona, then struck her across the face!
Mya Winona’s cheek turned bright red, displaying a distinct handprint.
"What do you think you’re doing? Get out of here! I want Mason Raymond to personally make my medicine!" Travis Johansson sneered.
Anger flickered in Mya Winona’s eyes, but her position forced her to stay quiet.
My expression turned ice-cold.
However, since we were inside the Divine Alchemist Pavilion and I had only just arrived, creating a disturbance here wouldn’t be wise.
So I drew a deep breath and stated, "This is the Divine Alchemist Pavilion. If you want to start trouble, let’s step outside."
Travis Johansson acted innocent, "I simply want to purchase some Pills—how is that starting trouble? Is the Divine Alchemist Pavilion mistreating customers?"
I controlled my rage and nodded, "Very well, I’ll prepare your medicine now."
Then I turned to Mya Winona and said, "Please bring me the medicine cauldron and herbs."
Mya Winona agreed, moved to the side, and retrieved the medicinal cauldron along with the necessary herbs.
After setting up the cauldron, blue spiritual flames immediately sparked to life in my palm.
The flames danced within the cauldron as the herbs rapidly transformed into medicinal liquid.
Since the materials Travis Johansson requested were basic, I only needed thirty minutes to successfully create the Pills.
Five Pills sat before Travis Johansson.
"Take your Pills and leave immediately." I said, forcing down the fury burning inside me.
Travis Johansson picked up one pill with his fingers, examined it briefly, then dropped it to the floor and crushed it beneath his foot.
"What kind of garbage is this? It’s defective—make them again!" Travis Johansson said with a laugh.
My face grew even colder.
Restraining my anger, I warned, "Travis Johansson, I’m warning you—don’t go too far."
Travis Johansson laughed loudly, "I’ll go as far as I want—what are you going to do about it?"
With that, he grabbed all the remaining pills and hurled them to the ground.
"Make them again, and keep making them until I’m satisfied!" Travis Johansson snorted.
I stared at Travis Johansson, saying nothing for several moments.
Many alchemists nearby began gathering around us.
Countless eyes focused on me.
The Divine Alchemist Pavilion had strict rules: violence was forbidden inside, and bullying customers who came to buy medicine was absolutely prohibited.
So I suppressed my anger and nodded, "Fine, I’ll make them again for you."
I picked up several herbs and began creating medicine for Travis Johansson once more.
More than half an hour elapsed.
Five pills rested in my hand.
I handed the medicine to Travis Johansson and said coldly, "Take your medicine and get out!"
Travis Johansson glanced at them and scoffed, "What kind of rubbish did you create this time—candy pills? Even dogs wouldn’t touch this stuff."
"Sir, there’s nothing wrong with the medicine Mason Raymond prepared." Another alchemist finally couldn’t tolerate it anymore.
Travis Johansson glared at him and said coldly, "What business is it of yours? The Sergio Family maintains high standards—got a problem with that?"
Upon hearing "Sergio Family," the expressions of many present alchemists changed, and they all stepped back.
"Mason Raymond, just endure it—he’s from the Sergio Family, after all." Someone even approached and whispered a warning.
As Travis Johansson lounged in his chair, he said arrogantly, "Make them again, and don’t waste my time!"
I sneered, "Fine, I’ll make them for you one more time."
This time, I selected several different herbs and tossed them into the medicinal cauldron.
Not only that, but my alchemy technique appeared completely different from before.
Everyone couldn’t help but frown, unable to understand my intentions for the moment.
Soon, a black pill dropped into my hand.
I held the pill and asked coldly, "Are you satisfied this time?"
Travis Johansson looked at it and frowned, "What is this? Are you trying to deceive me?"
I sneered, "A Power-dissipating Pill."
"Power-dissipating Pill?" Someone nearby gasped!
As the name implied, swallowing this pill would damage the user’s foundation and might even cause their strength to deteriorate!
Travis Johansson’s face gradually darkened as well. Narrowing his eyes, he said coldly, "Keep that Power-dissipating Pill for yourself."
"No, it’s a present for you. Whether you want it or not, you’re taking it!" I replied coldly.
As soon as my words finished, I reached out and seized Travis Johansson’s jaw!
Next, I forcibly pried open his mouth!
"How dare you!" Travis Johansson’s bodyguards were enraged and immediately charged at me!
"Get lost!" I didn’t even glance at them as I raised my hand and unleashed the Absolute Beginning Sacred Fist!
Both bodyguards were hurled backward by the impact!
"So you enjoy causing trouble?" I said coldly.
"I don’t care if you’re from the Sergio or Maryann Family—others might pamper you, but I won’t!" With that, I directly forced the Power-dissipating Pill into Travis Johansson’s mouth!
