Chapter 11: A Handsome Man like a Painting I
Stealing the pill recipe was their decision together and even refining the pill had also been done by the three of them together.
'In the end, things are really going "well" now. These two shameless traitors pushed all the responsibility to him!'
"Disciple, hear out me out." Qiu Shurong awkwardly smiled as he had no idea where to place his hands. His face was full of flattering intent. "I was also just curious about the pill recipe in your hands and had therefore thought of borrowing it. Wait till I manage to refine this pill, I'll return it to you then."
"Wait till you manage to refine the pill? Then wouldn't the whole island be ruined by the explosions?" Bai Yan's expression was very ugly. "Furthermore, this time, you've all really made me suffer a great loss. How should this score be settled?"
Zheng Qi and Ren Yi exchanged a glance and taking advantage that Qiu Shurong had yet to react, one person went over to tightly press down on his shoulder while the other immediately quickly took away the space storage bag hanging by Qiu Shurong's waist and walked over to Bai Yan with a 'hehe'.
"Disciple, one man's actions is to be held responsible for by that one man. This matter was an accident that Old Third had brought upon and everything in this storage bag is Old Third's lifetime belongings. I'm now using it to compensate you for your loss."
Qiu Shurong's old face immediately darkened as he angrily roared, "Zheng Qi, Ren Yi, you two traitors!"
Ren Yi patted Qiu Shurong's shoulder. "Old Third, we only have this baby disciple Yan'er anyway. All that is ours will belong to her sooner or later. Why do you have to be so calculative over these material things? Tell me, am I not right?"
These words were indeed not wrong.
However...
Qiu Shurong suppressed the bleeding in his heart and glared at Ren Yi ruthlessly. "Why don't you bring out your storage bag?"