Chapter 11 - 2) Meeting grandmaster shen.
Bai Long let his fingers linger over a vial of Flaming Heart Resin that was nearby, after all, it’s an alchemy Pavilion.
"Here’s what happens, Grandmaster," he said in a cunning voice laced with honey.
"You take the cicada shell, grind it with Yang Sunflower oil of mid to best quality, and infuse the residue with Nine-Winds oil. Add a drop of Red Phoenix dew, and you have got something no one’s seen before."
He turned to face her, fanning himself lazily. "You don’t need to believe it works. You just need them to believe it does."
Shen Meili’s gaze remained still, but Bai Long saw the twitch, the slight tightening at the edge of her lips.
She was interested hehe, fish has taken the bait.
She wasn’t just a pill master. She was a businesswoman. She knew the scent of profit when it passed under her nose.
"And Patriarch Gu?" she asked slowly. "You’re confident he will bite."
Bai Long grinned. "He won’t just bite. He’ll beg for a second bottle. He’s been searching for a Yang supplement discreetly. His concubine leaked the news of his issues... Imagine being the Pavilion that ’fixed’ Gu’s legacy issues."
Of course, that was fake but he doubted the grandmaster would be interested in such matters or even knew about such things.
Shen Meili’s fingers drummed once on the table. "And if it backfires?"
"It won’t. Because the Gu clan needs it to work. They’ll convince themselves it worked."