Unexpectedly, her medical skills were the most useful in the end. However, these were just the potions she prepared. If the alchemists in this world...
Thinking of this, a faint light flashed across her lowered eyes, and an idea gradually took shape in her mind.
She raised her eyes to look at Manager Dong in front of her and asked, "I saw a girl in black kneeling outside. She looks like the one who drank the potion that day?"
"Yes, that's her. She has been kneeling there for two days. Actually, she just wants to see you."
"See me?" She raised her eyebrows, a little surprised.
"Yes, she is a well-known fighter in the black market fighting arena. It is said that she has a younger brother, but his health is not very good. She used the money she won from fighting here to treat her brother. However, many doctors have said that her brother will not live long."
As Manager Dong spoke, he saw that Feng Jiu was quite interested, so he continued, "I heard that her brother fell into a coma a few days ago, and the doctors in the town couldn't help him. She didn't know what was going on, so she knelt there and asked to see you. We promised you not to reveal any information about you, so we naturally didn't agree to her request. So, she just knelt there and couldn't be driven away."
Fengjiu nodded and didn't say much. After a while, after explaining the matter of the elixir to him, she also got up and left.
When she walked out of the black market gate and passed by the black-clothed girl, she noticed her gaze. She paused slightly, glanced at her, and then walked away.
The girl in black turned around and looked at the departing figure, her eyes flickering. She immediately stood up and followed.
After Fengjiu walked three streets, she suddenly stopped and began to utter teasing sounds.
"You've been following me for so long, are you trying to rob me?" She turned around as she spoke.
A black figure walked out from behind. It was the black-faced girl. She looked at the red figure in front of her and said with pursed lips: "You smell like medicine. You are the pharmacist who made the potion."
Feng Jiu smiled, crossed her arms and looked at her, with a slightly raised corner of her lips showing a bit of evil: "And then?"
The black-clothed girl looked at Fengjiu in silence for a long time, then she knelt down with her knees bent and lowered her head: "Please save my brother."
Her voice was stiff and cold. Although she was kneeling, her back was straight. It was obvious that she was not someone who would ask for help.
The smile on Feng Jiu's lips deepened, but she shook her head: "No."
As soon as she finished speaking, she turned and walked forward.
However, the figure who was originally kneeling appeared this time and was kneeling three steps away from her.
"Please save my brother."
It's still that stiff voice, and it's still that straight back.
When Fengjiu saw her, she remembered her on the stage that day, with her eyes like a little animal, tenacious and determined.
"Then tell me, why should I save your brother?"
"I can help you kill someone."
Fengjiu shook her head: "There are professional black market assassins who kill people."
"I can give you my life."
She shook her head again: "It's no use asking for your life."
Hearing this, she raised her head and looked straight at the person in front of her: "Then what do you want?"