"Who are you? Why should I listen to you!"
Yang Xiong was enveloped in an oppressive, earth-yellow Innate True Qi.
He swept his gaze over the person who had spoken.
When he saw it was just an ordinary middle-aged man, a trace of disdain flashed through his mind.
"That's right. I'd like to see who's so audacious as to meddle in the affairs of our Medicine Peak's leader!"
The Wang Family Steward also wore a lofty expression, but when he saw the middle-aged man, his face changed.
His expression changed instantly. With a fawning, servile smile, he said, "So it's Master Cheng. I wasn't aware you were coming. To what do we owe the pleasure?"
Indeed, the person who spoke was none other than Cheng Boxuan, who had come with Yang Xiao.
Initially, he had been hesitant about whether to intervene.
After all, his relationship with the head of Medicine Peak, his Junior Brother Wang Qianhe, wasn't harmonious, but it hadn't reached the point of open hostility.
