As soon as the boy finished speaking, the atmosphere in the room suddenly became strange.

A third-grade pharmacist in flames was actually taught a lesson by a young man who was still stinky. Although it was a joke-like lesson, Coswell's old face was still a little uneasy. He looked calmly and glanced at the young man beside him, saying, "Then what else do you have?"

The boy flicked his sleeves and sat gently on the seat beside him, saying as if nothing had happened: "This is just a small game. If you want to play, just play bigger. Yan'an City Yan Yao Medicine Guild is just a bait. The major forces are our real goals."

"You...you treat this as a game?" Coswell couldn't control his emotions and said excitedly: "Do you know that our current situation is very dangerous. If we take a wrong step, we will not end up with anything good!"

The new first-grade inflammatory medicine is also the strongest innate medicine. Maybe some big families will not be interested in it, but some second-rate or even third-rate families still care about it very much. Can a kingdom, and the weakest kingdom, resist the counterattack from these imperial tribes?

However, the boy opposite, the kingdom's eldest prince, regarded it as a game, this...

"Don't worry, I never do things that I'm not sure about." The young man laughed, "Don't look at us at a disadvantage now, in fact, the initiative has always been in our hands."

Frowning, Coswell asked, "You mean..."

"Some families in the empire that ranked low, the Yan Medicine Guild and the Yan Men Guild, the top families and even the royal families in several surrounding kingdoms, are now staring at the recipe in our hands." The young man said calmly, "If we sell it to the Yan Medicine Guild, what will happen?"

"The Fire Medicine Guild will definitely buy it, and other forces will not let go so easily. Then..." Following Tang Lan's words, Coswell found that things seemed to be getting bigger and bigger.

"Yes! Then think about it again, will they still have time to take care of us at that time?" Tang Lan said, looking directly at Coswell.

"It shouldn't be, unless they can invite a seventh-grade pharmacist or above in a very short time." Coswell replied thoughtfully. After all, only a seventh-grade pharmacist or above has the ability to analyze the ingredients based on the finished product of the inflammation drug, and even a seventh-grade pharmacist may not be able to do it.

The boy blinked and then spread his hands: "Isn't that all, what danger do you think we will have? At most..."

"What is the most?" Koswell's eyelids twitched, and his intuition told him that this sentence was very important to him.

Sure enough, the boy's next sentence made Coswell's face change suddenly, and the boy said in a strange tone: "At most people will investigate you, and even... they may even let you go there in person."

"What about you?" Coswell stared at the boy, feeling more and more depressed. Unexpectedly, the title of "Innovative First-Part Inflammation Medicine" was not a glory, but an extremely dangerous job.

"Me? Haha, I am naturally my eldest prince. What kind of talent potion and pharmacist are all unrelated to me." The boy shrugged, not taking Koswell's ugly face at all.

"But you created this flammator. I just want to tell others..." Coswell gritted his teeth, but he had no choice but to the boy in front of him.

"What did you say?" the boy interrupted him, "I said that this flammator was created by the first-grade flammator, the great prince Tang Lan? Will anyone believe it? Besides, even if they believe it, they will think that I have a good talent and may even accept me as my apprentice. I can't think of anything wrong with such a good thing."

Coswell blushed and couldn't speak for a long time. He could only point at the corner of the boy's mouth, but there was no sound.

Having been enough jokes, the smile on the boy's face suddenly stopped, then stood up and said seriously: "Okay, haha, I was just kidding you, don't be excited."

Koswell was stunned.

Looking at Coswell's entangled expression, the boy couldn't help but chuckled, and then said seriously again: "I didn't completely lie to you just now. The talent potion will definitely cause competition among many forces, and some forces will even send experts. Therefore, we do need to give up this hot thing, but we can't afford them. The Flame Medicine Guild should have contacted you several times these days, right?"

"Enst sent someone to me several times, but because you are still in seclusion, I have not replied to him for the time being." Coswell nodded.

"That's right. I'll cool him for a few days. I guess other forces will have to arrive for at least a week. We can afford to wait, but Ernst can't wait, so we can raise the price at that time." The young man evil smiled, "Haha. As long as the price is not particularly outrageous, he will definitely agree."

"I think only you can do this for a few days," Coswell said in his heart, but nodded and admitted the boy's words.

"At that time, there will definitely be forces coming to look for you secretly, so you need an umbrella." The young man pondered: "And the Flame Medicine Guild can act as your umbrella!"

"But the masters they sent, the Fire Medicine Guild, may not be able to withstand it." Coswell said worriedly. His concerns were reasonable. After all, this is just a Fire Medicine Branch, and there are not many masters. If he can't withstand it, wouldn't he be caught?

"Don't you realize it?" The young man shook his head as if he was disappointed. "What is the Fire Medicine Guild? It is a huge monster standing on the top of the continent for thousands of years. Do ordinary forces dare to touch it? Not to mention these small forces, even the imperial royal family does not have the courage."

Coswell slapped his forehead suddenly, yes, why didn't he expect this?

However, although it is not possible on the surface, what can they do secretly? As long as they don’t show their legs, it seems that the Inflammation Medicine Guild has no choice, right?

"You only need to stay in the Inflammatory Medicine Guild for two or three days. During this period, you are careful. After three days, you will be truly safe." The boy breathed a sigh of relief, "At that time, all the forces were basically concentrated here. No matter who was caught, the other party would not agree. And you can also appear in the eyes of major forces in the name of creating a new type of Inflammatory Medicine. Maybe the headquarters of the Inflammatory Medicine Guild will send someone to invite me!"

"So... I don't need to say more about what to do next?" The boy brushed the thin dust on his shoulders, then turned around and walked out of the room. He stopped after just a few steps, "By the way, the minimum selling price of the flammable medicine is 50 million Flame Dragon Coins. At that time, you and I will share the share directly according to the contract."

Coswell looked up, but could no longer see the young man.

"It seems that I am really old. I am so out of control in front of a child, alas!" With a long sigh, Coswell slowly walked out of the personal inflammatory medicine room.

But I didn't see it on the dark path not far away. The boy murmured: "The game has just begun. My ambition is not something that can be satisfied with just 50 million Flame Dragon Coins!"
Chapter completed!