This caused everyone to cry out in astonishment. In Mengyang City, an ordinary family of three only spends about two taels of silver a month; one hundred taels could be considered an astronomical sum.

However, James Jarvis had his own plans.

With this wound medicine, he had saved the only son of the city lord. The reward he would receive would be far more than just one hundred taels of silver.

This was a tremendous favor.

Henry Stone gave a faint smile but shook his head: "Not for sale."

"Two hundred taels!" he raised the offer.

Henry Stone still shook his head: "Not for sale."

"Five hundred taels!" James Jarvis gritted his teeth. This was truly a desperate move.

Although he was the manager here, his monthly salary was only twenty taels of silver, and he hadn't held this position for many years. Coupled with his usual expenses, he hadn't managed to save much.

This little stash was only saved by accepting bribes and bringing in some inferior medicinal materials.

But now, in order to save himself, even if he had to empty his entire fortune, he would not hesitate.

"Not for sale!" Henry Stone still shook his head.

This made everyone exclaim in shock. Five hundred taels was truly a sky-high price, enough for someone to live comfortably for about ten years, and yet he still refused to sell?

James Jarvis could no longer raise the price. He gritted his teeth and said, "What exactly do you want?"

He could see now that the other party wasn't after money at all.

Henry Stone said calmly, "If you want to ask for help, you should have the attitude of someone asking for help."

Chapter 8 Kneel

"You brat!" James Jarvis couldn't help but shout. A mere fifteen- or sixteen-year-old dared to threaten him?

"Goodbye." Henry Stone turned to leave.

"Wait, wait, wait!" James Jarvis hurriedly chased after him. If Henry Stone left, the city lord's son would surely die. If he failed in his duties and incurred the city lord's wrath, his life would be worse than death.

Henry Stone paused, looking at him with a half-smile.

James Jarvis couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart. The youth before him no longer seemed like a fifteen- or sixteen-year-old, but rather someone filled with the wisdom of countless experiences.

Realizing his fate was now in Henry Stone's hands, he felt cold all over. His legs gave out, and he knelt before Henry Stone.

"I beg you!" he said, humiliated.

Henry Stone felt no sympathy. If he didn't have the upper hand now, would this guy ever bow his head?

"Slap yourself," he said indifferently.

James Jarvis wanted to stand up, but thinking of his own life, he held back and started slapping his own face.

Slap, slap, slap—crisp and loud.

Everyone watched and shook their heads. This James Jarvis really deserved it.

Look, just now Henry Stone had willingly taken out the medicine, but you refused and had such a terrible attitude. Now, not only did he not abandon you, he even gave you a way out. Isn't that merciful enough?

In no time, James Jarvis's face was covered in handprints.

"That's enough." Henry Stone dusted off his hands, uninterested in wasting time on such a person.

He just couldn't swallow his anger. He would never let someone die if he could help it, so he walked over to the city lord's son and sprinkled some hemostatic powder on the wound.

Immediately, the bleeding stopped, and the wound scabbed over at an astonishing speed.

James Jarvis wiped his forehead, feeling drenched in cold sweat and completely exhausted.

At last, this life was saved.

It really worked!

Everyone watched in amazement, clicking their tongues and discussing in hushed tones.

"That guy just now, claiming to be an imperial physician's disciple, couldn't even compare to a youngster. Maybe he was a fraud?"

"Maybe he really was a fraud. There are so many swindlers these days!"

"He didn't look it, though. He seemed quite handsome and refined. Who would've thought he was a con artist!"

"He's not even as good-looking as this young man!"

Though the voices were low, William Lewis could hear them.

His face turned ashen, and his gaze toward Henry Stone was filled with murderous intent.

It was this young man who had dared to embarrass him!

Hmph, even if you really have such a precious medicine, you shouldn't have used it in public and made him lose face.

This brat... will definitely pay the price!

He was extremely petty. Since Henry Stone had humiliated him, he now harbored thoughts of harming, even killing him.

Henry Stone turned and left. Of course, he would never sell the hemostatic powder here again.

"Junior Brother Shi, wait." A voice suddenly rang out, melodious and beautiful.

Huh, Junior Brother Shi?

Henry Stone was surprised and turned around, only to see a young woman lift the curtain and step out. Her figure was graceful, her features exquisite.

He recognized her immediately.

Grace Lynn, once the goddess of Xingfeng Academy, was three years older than Henry Stone. She had left the academy a year ago, but people still often spoke of her.

He hadn't expected her to be part of Huichun Hall.

"Senior Sister Lin." Henry Stone nodded, his tone calm.

Grace Lynn smiled sweetly, as if a hundred flowers had bloomed, breathtakingly beautiful. "Junior Brother Stone, are you here to sell medicine?"

Henry Stone nodded. "That was the plan."

But now, he didn't want to sell anymore.

Grace Lynn glanced at James Jarvis and said, "If it's because of this person... it doesn't matter." She turned to James Jarvis and said coolly, "You can get lost now!"

"Y-young miss, what do you mean by that?" James Jarvis panicked.