The Soldier's Unsurpassable Honor novel Chapter 2435

The vice-treasurer's lips twitched. "Those b*stards. Why are they all the way here?"

Fane raised an eyebrow at this as he stared at the vicetreasurer curiously. Gilbert and Andrew had sour looks on their faces as well. It looked like Golden Pills and Heavenly Pills had a very strange relationship. There seemed to be animosity between them, even.

There were three of them from Golden Pills, and leading the group of three was a middle-aged man in purple gold robes. He looked around as he smoothed his beard, seemingly looking for someone. The moment his gaze fell on them, his eyes immediately shifted to the vice-treasurer.

The vice-treasurer's expression soured even more. It darkened so badly that it started to look like charcoal. The middle-aged man suddenly had an incredibly meaningful smile on his face.

He led the two youths behind him as they walked toward them. "Hello, Vice-treasurer!"

The vice-treasurer forced out a smile as he politely greeted, "Hello, Mr. Constance."

Andrew whispered that the man was an owner, but Fane felt like it was a little strange after thinking of the vice-treasurer's status. Since Golden Pills was a pill merchant as well, then they should be similar to

Heavenly Pills, so why was that man called an owner?

Could Golden Pills be some sort of franchise?

Mr. Constance seemed very happy. It was as if he had picked up a million spirit stones, and even his smile threatened to stretch his mouth open.

"After that, you had to hurry to pick up a new batch. It looks like you must've been working really hard." Those words were so sly that it rendered them speechless; it was practically provoking Heavenly Pills.

Fane knew the man was telling them that Heavenly Pills would be tossed aside the moment they lacked the talent.

Fane raised an eyebrow, deciding to ignore Mr. Constance.

The vice-treasurer smiled coldly. "It wasn't that tough. You must've suffered even more than us. We just got rid of one batch, but I heard Golden Pills has failed to nurture any amazing alchemists in the last two batches. Isn't your head very busy troubling over this?"

Mr. Constance stiffened at his response, and his face darkened immediately. He wanted to say something more spiteful to provoke the vice-treasurer, but the vice-treasurer had beaten him to it.