Dour, however, knew his brother’s temperament and their current predicament well. After a brief moment of emotional venting, he composed himself and walked toward Wang Jianguo at a steady, unhurried pace.
Wang Jianguo was sitting on a stone stool in the corner of the courtyard, his gaze calm as he watched the boy approach. Dour stopped three paces away, tilting his chin up slightly. His eyes held the stubbornness and arrogance of youth as he spoke:
"Are you looking for life-saving medicine? My supply isn't cheap, and I don't haggle. If you can't pay the price, I won't sell."
Chapter 595