Chapter 2.3 - Protagonist, hello

Beside the ‘Spiritual Grass Pavilion’ sign, there was a clover symbol.

This was Lin family’s industry.

Most of the Spiritual Grass on earth was bought by Spiritual Grass Pavilion . It was Nebula Nation’s Refine Medicine Master’s most favorite place. Just that the price wasn’t cheap. It wasn’t because the Refine Medicine Master had some money, or it was estimated that the most convenient Spiritual Grass of the Spiritual Grass Pavilion couldn’t be bought. Not to mention the commoners.

“Let’s go inside to take a look”

Lin Xiao’s body was too different, even the elixirs in Lin family wouldn’t work. The thirteen years old Lin Xiao was already at the Huan stage Middle-rank, however his foundation was too weak. This time he got sick again. How long he has been strolling and he just began to pant.

Noticing his property, he would obviously walk inside to take a rest and drink a cup of tea.

Just when he entered, he saw the Spiritual Grass Pavilion’s shop assistant seeming to having a dispute with someone.

A simply dressed middle aged man and a youngster were facing the shop assistant. The youngster’s face was delicate and pretty, with a fair skin. Right now he was sorrowfully looking at the shop assistant cursing. The middle aged man had a sad expression too, his eyes were carrying some despair.

Lin Xiao looked at this scene, lifeless.

Shit, how fortunate was he today. When strolling on the street, he first came across Murong Xue, and now he met… his mortal enemy, 《Heavenly Firmament Alteration》’s protagonist, Ling Luo.

Just when Lin Xiao thought the situation wouldn’t change, ‘thump’ Ling Luo knelt down. He slowly begged in a soft tone: “I beg you, please give me the Xuyu Grass. I will sign the debt for you, I will stay here and be Spiritual Grass Pavilion’s servant. My mother’s illness is hopeless, the Cinnabar Medicine requires this Xuyu Grass. I beg you, my mother’s life is in your hands”

‘Bang bang bang’ Ling Luo resolutely banged his head on the ground three times.

Ling Luo’s father, Ling Tian looked at his own son keeling before other people, knocking the head. He thought that he should give himself some slaps, hating himself because he was incompetent.

Ling Tian also knelt down: “I beg you, please give us the Xuyu Grass. I’ll give you this life, I beg you”

Towards Ling Luo and Ling Tian pleading, the shop assistant wasn’t moved in the slightest. He spitted at them in contempt, and asked in a piercing way: “What do I do with your lowly life and a servant? Such an expensive grass, buying it for you is a waste. Quickly let that woman in your family die and let it be. Staying in this world is a waste of money”

‘Bang’

“Ouch! My chin” the shop assistant fell down.

Ling Luo was clenching his fist, his eyes tenaciously staring at the wailing shop assistant.

“You… you should die!” the shop assistant swore in a loud voice. He massaged his own chin and withdrew a little bit.

Ling Luo’s punch was extremely ferocious. Now his eyes were all red and he had a repulsive expression, causing the not that bold shop assistant to retreat again.