Chapter 271: Chapter 271: Medicinal Material Exchange _1
Just as the fight was about to start, Ye Ming actually uttered mocking and provocative words at this moment, stirring a wave of fury among the crowd.
Zhou Dalong was especially infuriated, cursing, "You’re truly courting death, do you even know whom you are mocking?"
"Since that’s the case, Master Wang, you should make your move quickly. You can’t hold back anymore, can you?"
Knowing he was no match for Ye Ming, Zhou Dalong hastily took a step back and said to the young man in the Taoist robe.
At this time, the so-called closed-door disciple had already begun to tremble all over.
Everyone thought he was enraged by the few words from Ye Ming, but in reality, he was quivering uncontrollably out of fear.
He was Wang Hong, the closed-door disciple who had been dealt with by Ye Ming.
In their last fight, Wang Hong was not only utterly defeated, but he also received a taste of his own medicine from Ye Ming, getting scorched by a Thunderstorm Talisman, a truly pitiful sight.
Ever since then, he had to wear a thick Taoist robe even in the heat of summer to cover himself up.
After Zhou Dalong finished speaking, Wang Hong took a step forward and directly kicked Zhou Dalong.
Taken completely off guard, Zhou Dalong was sent tumbling to the ground, asking in bewildered frustration, "Master Wang, what are you doing? I asked you to fight him, why are you hitting me?"
Wang Hong’s actions left Zhou Dalong dumbstruck, clueless as to what was happening.
"You damn well deserve to be hit, you stupid ass! Don’t drag me into your boasting!"
Having said that, Wang Hong quickly jogged to Ye Ming’s side and very respectfully cupped his fists towards him, saying, "Mr. Ye, please don’t take offense; I have nothing to do with him, nor did I intentionally come to confront you."
"I... I just took some money from him and helped him out with a small favor."
"He offered so much that I couldn’t refuse... If I had known it was you, even with two lives, I wouldn’t dare come after you."
Wang Hong’s sudden change in attitude left everyone present completely dumbfounded.
He was Master Long’s closed-door disciple, so why would he show such respect to a young man? In fact, Wang Hong had never shown such respect to his own master.
Zhou Dalong’s mind whirred as he tried to guess Ye Ming’s identity, but he couldn’t come to any conclusion. He reluctantly lowered his voice and asked Wang Hong, "Master Wang, what’s gotten into you, who is he?"
Turning his head, Wang Hong said coldly, "He is Mr. Ye. Zhou Dalong, you bastard, you actually dared to go against Mr. Ye, you really are asking for death, and you almost dragged me down with you."
"You bastard deserve to die!"
As he spoke, Wang Hong went up and gave another kick, venting his own anger and also aiming to make an impression in front of Ye Ming.
Zhou Dalong screamed twice in agony and didn’t dare to get angry. He could only continue to ask, "And who is Mr. Ye?"
Wang Hong replied coldly, "How many Mr. Yes could there be in Ningjiang City?"
Zhou Dalong frowned and pondered for a moment, his mind suddenly filled with shock.
In the past two days, he had been out of town and was not fully aware of the changes in Ningjiang City. He had only heard that a master surnamed Ye suddenly appeared, who not only defeated Long Zaitian, the number one master of Ningjiang City, but also took over all the assets of the Zhang Family.
Such a celestial figure, Zhou Dalong had been planning to befriend, but he never imagined the man before him was actually the very celestial being Mr. Ye.
At this realization, his legs went weak, and with a plop, he knelt on the ground, loudly saying, "Master Wang, I know I was wrong, please don’t hit me anymore!"
Then, kneeling on the ground, he crawled to Ye Ming’s side with a sobbing tone, "Mr. Ye, I was blind and did not recognize Mount Tai, please spare me, I won’t dare to do it again."
"As long as you can spare me this once, I am willing to be at your service, even if it means working like an ox or a horse."
Zhou Dalong was a smart man; for the sake of his life, he abandoned his dignity and face, not caring about the looks from the people around him.
Wang Hong was still angry, clearly not willing to let Zhou Dalong off so easily, and also wanted to show off in front of Ye Ming.
Just as he was about to make a move again, Ye Ming stopped him.
"Let’s forget about this matter," Ye Ming said calmly, helping Zhou Dalong up from before him, "After all, you have provided me with a precious medicinal material, which is very useful to me. Name your price, and I will pay you."
Zhou Dalong, having been scared out of his wits, heard Ye Ming’s words and dared not ask for money anymore.
At that moment, he was shaking his head like a rattle drum, hastily saying, "Mr. Ye, what are you talking about? It’s just a broken Ginseng, I want nothing in return, just spare my life, please."
Ye Ming was very firm, saying, "This is a normal transaction, how can you just give it to me for nothing?"
Zhou Dalong’s eyes darted around, he hurriedly said, "Mr. Ye, since you’ve said so, I won’t refuse anymore, but I absolutely cannot take the money. How about you agree to a condition of mine instead?"
After speaking, he carefully gazed at Ye Ming, fearing that Ye Ming would get angry.
Ye Ming asked with some surprise, "What condition? As long as it doesn’t breach my principles, go ahead and tell me."
Zhou Dalong nodded and said, "I’m a small player and I’m afraid, so I hope you can spare my life. If someone tries to kill me in the future, I hope you can step forward to help me."
For a nouveau riche like him, death was the worst fear, and in all the years he had been doing business, he unavoidably made a few enemies.
That’s why he had the gall to make such a request to Ye Ming.
In fact, he wanted to get closer to Ye Ming; after all, he was not short of money, but one only has one life.
After hearing this, Ye Ming thought the request wasn’t unreasonable and agreed to it directly.
He then immediately asked, "There’s something I don’t understand, how did you come across such a medicinal material? Can you tell me?"
Centennial Wild Ginseng might just be a product for these businessmen, but it was very important to Ye Ming, especially being such a rare medicinal material.
Zhou Dalong hastily said, "That Wild Mountain Ginseng, I got it from a medicinal material trading post in Jiangbei, where all kinds of precious medicinal materials from across the land converge, even ones from overseas."
Seeing that Ye Ming was very interested, Zhou Dalong hurriedly took out a card from his pocket and handed it to Ye Ming, saying, "If you’re interested, Mr. Ye, please accept this card. You can use this card to enter the trading post."
"I also have connections there, and if you decide to go, I can arrange for someone to welcome and assist you."
Zhou Dalong truly knew how to handle things; his words and actions were meticulous and struck right at the heart of what Ye Ming needed.
Ye Ming nodded in satisfaction and accepted the card.
