48: Lu Jiahe was injured!

The speaker was a tall, burly man, dressed in a rough black cloth garment, with a face as dark as charcoal, and bulging muscles on his strong arms.

The burly man's eyes revealed a terrifying murderous glint as he looked at the several strong men beside him and said fiercely,

"Old Master Jia said that whoever kills Lu Jiahe will not only be rewarded with three thousand taels of silver, but also guaranteed safety and a lifetime of wealth and glory!"

After the burly man finished speaking, a hint of greed flashed in his eyes; even he showed such an expression.

Not to mention the others, all of them were extremely excited.

"Let's go. Remember, we only have one chance. Lu Jiahe, that Lao Jiahuo (Old fellow), has many guards around him."

With that, the burly man concealed his fierce expression and led the men behind him into Lu Family Pharmacy.

The only way Jia Sheng could quickly bring down Lu Family Pharmacy was to get rid of Lu Jiahe, that Lao Jiahuo (Old fellow).

Lu Jiahe, that Lao Jiahuo (Old fellow), possessed excellent medical skills, high prestige, and many connections, making him the most crucial pillar of Lu Family Pharmacy.

As long as Lu Jiahe died, the Lu Family would no longer have anyone to support the Lu Family's main pillar.

As the Jia Family Pharmacy's sworn enemy, no one understood the Lu Family's situation better than Jia Sheng.

Lu Jiahe had three sons and one daughter. His daughter, Lu Qingqing, had already married into Dengfeng County, which neighbors Qingyun County, a year ago!

And three sons!

The eldest son, Lu Xuan, the Lu Family's legitimate eldest son, was a martial arts fanatic who stayed at home all day, cultivating martial arts diligently for ten years as if it were one day, without much contact with the outside world.

Jia Sheng scoffed at Lu Xuan, the so-called Young Master of the Lu Family, not putting him in his eyes.

He was nothing but a crude martial artist. A mere young punk cultivating martial arts?

At only 20 years old, to what extent could he have cultivated?

Skin Refinement Realm martial artist? Flesh Refining Realm martial artist?

Or a Bone Refinement Realm martial artist?

Even if that Lu Xuan cultivated to the Bone Refinement Realm, so what?

In Jia Sheng's eyes, a Bone Refinement Realm martial artist would at most earn him a second glance.

In the entire Qingyun County, which Bone Refinement Realm martial artist wouldn't respectfully address him as Old Master Jia upon seeing him?

What truly concerned Jia Sheng were Lu Xuan's two half-brothers.

Lu Yunqing! Lu Yunfeng!

These two accompanied Lu Jiahe constantly and were regarded by Lu Jiahe as the inheritors of the Lu Family's medical skills, destined to be the future masters of Lu Family Pharmacy.

However, those two young men of the Lu Family were still very green; they had only learned a superficial understanding of Lu Jiahe's medical skills and were not yet capable of supporting the Lu Family Pharmacy.

Therefore, as long as Lu Jiahe died, Lu Family Pharmacy would From now on decline completely.

As soon as the burly man entered Lu Family Pharmacy, a very young pharmacy apprentice at the counter saw them and immediately approached with a smile.

"Gentlemen, are you here for a consultation or to purchase medicinal herbs?"

"A consultation!"

The leading burly man answered the pharmacy apprentice without hesitation.

"Oh, then please follow me, gentlemen."

The pharmacy apprentice led them to the back hall of the pharmacy.

Upon entering the back hall, a strong scent of medicinal herbs filled the air. The back hall of the pharmacy looked very spacious, with enough room to accommodate about a hundred people.

In the back hall of the pharmacy, many people had already arrived, forming five or six lines, with five large wooden tables placed in front of the lines.

In front of the five large wooden tables sat five men, all appearing to be in their forties or fifties.

Beside each man, there were also several young teenagers assisting.

"Gentlemen, those are the doctors of Lu Family Pharmacy."

After the pharmacy apprentice led them here, he was about to leave and return to his original position.

Suddenly, the pharmacy apprentice, who was about to turn and leave, was seized by two large hands and lifted directly into the air.

It was the leading burly man who did it. The burly man used force with both hands, lifting the young pharmacy apprentice in front of him.

"What do you mean? Are you looking down on me, kid?"

"My illness can only be treated by your manager. Hurry up and take me to see your manager!"

After the burly man finished speaking fiercely, he loosened his grip, and the pharmacy apprentice, who had been lifted into the air, immediately dropped to the ground.

The commotion also attracted the attention of Lu Family Pharmacy's guards. Several martial artist guards rushed in from the entrance.

The leading pharmacy guard was Blacksmith Li Mingzhong, a martial artist at the Major Achievement of Flesh Refinement Realm.

Blacksmith Li Mingzhong frowned tightly, glanced at the ground, then looked at the several fierce-looking men in front of him, and immediately understood what had happened.

"Hey, who are you people? This is Lu Family Pharmacy.

How dare you come here to cause trouble?"

"Who said we're causing trouble? Your Lu Family Pharmacy is so arrogant, you actually look down on us brothers and try to fob us off with some useless doctors."

The leading burly man sneered, mocking them without any scruples.

"I said, my illness can only be treated by your pharmacy's manager. Hurry up and call him out to treat me, or I'll smash this place!"

Upon hearing the burly man's arrogant words, everyone in the back hall turned their attention to him.

Blacksmith Li Mingzhong became even more furious. With a wave of his hand, five or six more martial artist guards poured in from outside the door.

"Presumptuous!"

"Men, throw them all out!"

"Wait, Mingzhong!"

Just as a fight was about to break out, several figures appeared outside the back hall door.

A middle-aged man with some gray hairs in his temples walked in from outside the door, accompanied by two young men dressed in fine silk robes.

"Great Master!"

All the people of Lu Family Pharmacy, after seeing who had arrived, saluted him with respectful attitudes.

Blacksmith Li Mingzhong quickly walked up to Lu Jiahe and hurriedly said, "Great Master, these people are clearly here to cause trouble. Don't let them deceive you."

"No matter."

Lu Jiahe waved his hand, then looked at the men in front of him.

A moment later, Lu Jiahe furrowed his brow and spoke with some doubt: "I observe that your complexions are rosy and your spirits are vibrant, showing no signs of serious illness."

With Lu Jiahe's many years of experience, he could tell at a glance that the people opposite him had no symptoms of any illness.

"Tch, I thought the manager of Lu Family Pharmacy had such brilliant medical skills?"

"Turns out he's just an old fellow who seeks fame like these useless doctors!"

The leading burly man scoffed, then walked towards Lu Jiahe as if nothing had happened.

"Whether I'm sick or not, Lao Jiahuo (Old fellow), you'd better look closely!"

"How dare you!"

Blacksmith Li Mingzhong, hearing that the other party dared to insult his master, was about to draw the broadsword from his waist, but Lu Jiahe held him back.

Lu Jiahe was a bit puzzled and once again observed the other party carefully, seemingly confirming whether he had seen correctly.

Suddenly, when he was only one meter away from Lu Jiahe, a sharp short sword dropped from the burly man's sleeve.

The burly man instantly erupted, his eyes filled with murderous intent, and with a single leap, he was in front of Lu Jiahe, forcefully stabbing towards Lu Jiahe's heart.

"Great Master, be careful!"

Upon seeing this, Blacksmith Li Mingzhong's mind went blank, and his left hand instinctively rose to block in front of Lu Jiahe.

Pfft!

With a soft sound, Blacksmith Li Mingzhong's left arm was instantly pierced, and then the sword tip continued to stab towards Lu Jiahe's chest.

However, because Blacksmith Li Mingzhong's thick arm blocked in front, it covered most of the short sword's area.

The sword tip only grazed some of Lu Jiahe's skin and flesh, but did not stab deep.

"Bastard!"

After a few breaths, everyone present reacted and immediately became enraged.