Butcher Bolton was burning with rage, wishing he could skin and dismember the bastard boy in front of him. Although he was a businessman, notorious for bullying and extorting others in the marketplace and had indeed made quite a bit of money, three hundred taels of blue silver was still nearly a year’s earnings for him!

“I’ll pay.”

Butcher Bolton gritted his teeth and pulled out a stack of silver notes, reluctantly drew out three, and flung them at Henry Clark, shouting angrily, “Now, you should give me the antidote, right?”

Henry Clark watched as Grace Young picked up the notes, glanced at the denomination, and immediately shook his head, saying, “Three people are poisoned, so you need three antidote pills. Don’t tell me you only plan to save your wife and just watch your two nephews die of poisoning right in front of you? They risked themselves to help your wife!”

“You deserve to die.”

Butcher Bolton drew a sharp knife from his lower back, pointing the tip at Henry Clark and roaring in fury.

Henry Clark narrowed his eyes and said slowly, “After your repeated insults, I suddenly realized I was muddled by anger. Actually, the price of the antidote pills is four hundred taels of blue silver each. If you want to kill me, go ahead! With your wife accompanying me to the underworld, I won’t be lonely.”

Wow!

The crowd surrounding the scene instantly erupted in commotion. They had thought they’d just see a contest between a young man and woman today, but never expected the situation to escalate like this.

So exciting!

Truly astonishing!

Especially this sudden price hike—what a masterstroke, the perfect finishing touch.

This young man is definitely a business prodigy!

From the crowd came a rough, booming voice: “Brother Clark, right? When this is over, are you interested in joining my War Tiger Adventurer Team? I, George Carter, really admire you.”

War Tiger Adventurer Team?

George Carter?

The adventurers in the crowd, and even many ordinary citizens, all showed looks of shock. The name War Tiger Adventurer Team was famous as thunder, always active in the Jinluan Mountains, hunting fierce beasts, with formidable strength. And George Carter was the second-in-command of the War Tiger Adventurer Team, known for his bold personality and astonishing power.

This young man actually caught George Carter’s eye?

Henry Clark followed the voice, quietly sizing up the burly George Carter, and smiled, saying, “I appreciate your kindness, senior, and am truly grateful. But I’ve been frail and sickly since childhood, my life hanging by a thread. If I really joined the War Tiger Adventurer Team, I’m afraid I’d only be a burden to you all, so, my apologies.”

George Carter was taken aback, and noticing Henry Clark’s sickly appearance, gave him a look of understanding and said no more.

He gave up?

This young man actually refused George Carter’s generous offer?

He…

Was his brain kicked by a pig?

Most of the onlookers shook their heads in jealousy and regret, secretly cursing Henry Clark in their hearts.

Butcher Bolton’s burning anger was completely doused by George Carter’s invitation. He knew Henry Clark was raising the price on the spot, ruthlessly fleecing him, but there was nothing he could do. Reluctantly, with trembling hands, he drew out a few more silver notes and handed them to Henry Clark, saying, “Give me the antidote.”

“A wise man submits to circumstances.”

Henry Clark signaled Grace Young to take the notes, sighed, then took a porcelain bottle from his chest, poured out three antidote pills, and handed them to Butcher Bolton, saying, “It’s better to resolve enmity than to keep it. See how nice things are now? We’re all happy, no bloodshed, and no one’s life is at risk.”

“You…”

Butcher Bolton almost spat out a mouthful of blood.

The crowd around the ring all rolled their eyes in unison, looking at Henry Clark with utter contempt.

This young man!

He’s shameless—taking advantage and still acting innocent!

Henry Clark saw Butcher Bolton take the three antidote pills to his family, and immediately smiled at Grace Young, saying, “It’s settled, let’s go home! Since we got some blue silver, let’s buy some meat at the butcher’s shop—consider it giving the blue silver back to them, in a way!”

“Mm-hmm!”

Grace Young’s admiration for Henry Clark had now reached its peak.

Butcher Bolton’s body trembled, and he almost dropped the antidote pill he was about to feed his wife. His hatred for Henry Clark soared to new heights, so he sped up, fed the antidote, and then, watching Henry Clark about to leave the ring, shouted loudly, “Come back! I challenge you!”

Henry Clark stopped, turned, and stared at Butcher Bolton strangely, asking, “I just praised you for knowing when to yield, and now you’re doing something stupid again? Aren’t you afraid I’ll just toss out some poison and send you straight to hell?”

Butcher Bolton roared, “We’re cultivators—we settle things with our fists in the ring. Poisoning and scheming is the act of a despicable villain.”

As he spoke,

He looked down at Charles Turner below the ring and shouted, “Young Master Turner, please be our witness and oversee our match.”

Charles Turner looked at the grim-faced Butcher Bolton, understanding that after today’s humiliation and loss, Butcher Bolton must be filled with resentment and hatred. He hadn’t helped him before because Henry Clark could bring him benefits. But now, if he stood by and did nothing, Butcher Bolton would surely resent him and never show him respect again.

Therefore.