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Isn't it just because those few people have talent that he can use and can be his help?
In the end, he's nothing more than a selfish, scheming, and treacherous person.
Su Xin sneered inwardly. Then he prepared to start picking these rare, once-in-a-millennium medicinal herbs.
However, at that moment, an untimely voice rang out hastily.
"Teacher Su... wait a minute!"
Su Xin stopped what he was doing, turned his head with interest, and looked toward the source of the sound.
Tang San stood there with an air of righteous indignation, his fists clenched tightly, as if he had mustered up immense courage.
"Teacher Su, you are unaware of this."
"Before you arrived, Senior Dugu had already promised to give me this medicinal herb garden forever."
"So...so according to the agreement, everything here should belong to me, Tang San."
"You...you're a teacher, you can't just take things from your own students, can you?"
After Tang San finished speaking, his entire back was soaked with cold sweat.
Knowing that doing this was tantamount to recklessly flirting with death.
But he had no choice!
This medicinal herb garden before him was his only hope for a turnaround! His only chance to surpass Su Xin!
He would never be content to just watch Su Xin take them all away.
Therefore, he must fight for it!
Even if there's only a one in ten thousand chance, he has to fight for these things back!
He tried to use the title of "teacher and student" and "reason" and "reputation" to hold Su Xin hostage.
In his opinion, no matter how domineering or unreasonable Su Xin was, he still had some sense of shame, right?
Openly stealing his own student's opportunity—if word got out, would he, a titled Douluo, still have any face left?
However, Tang San was ultimately too naive.
He had no idea what kind of being he was facing.
"Oh?" Su Xin's expression didn't change at all after hearing his words.
But there was a hint of amusement in those eyes.
"You mean this medicinal herb garden is yours?"
"I'm just asking you, did you help him detoxify?" Su Xin retorted.
"I...I didn't..."
"But! But even if you don't intervene, I still have a way to detoxify Senior Dugu!"
Tang San still refused to give up. He raised his head, his bloodshot eyes fixed on Su Xin, and roared in a hoarse voice.
"You are a teacher! You are a Title Douluo! How could you steal your student's opportunity like this!"
"Aren't you afraid that if word gets out, you'll be ridiculed by the whole world?!"
"Heh." Upon hearing this, Su Xin let out a disdainful chuckle.
"The world will laugh at me? Do you think I care what those ants think?"
"Why don't you go and ask Dugu Bo now, and see who he's willing to give this medicinal herb garden to?"
No sooner had he finished speaking than Dugu Bo immediately expressed his opinion.
"Is there even a question? Of course, it's for Teacher Su!"
After saying that, he turned his head and looked at Tang San with a warning look in his eyes.
"Kid, I advise you to be sensible. The most important thing in life is to know your place."
"There are some things you shouldn't touch. You can't control a personality that's too arrogant."
"Don't forget! You still have my poison pill inside you."
Tang San could no longer hold back, and a mouthful of blood suddenly spurted from his mouth.
He wasn't scared, nor was he beaten. He was genuinely enraged!
It's really too much!
These two, working in unison, were practically rubbing Tang San's dignity into the ground!
Boundless hatred, like a volcano, frantically accumulated in Tang San's chest and then erupted!
However, there was nothing he could do.
He could only watch helplessly as these two people humiliated him and plundered everything that should have been his in the most cruel way.
Tang San clenched his fists so tightly that his nails dug deep into his palms, drawing blood, but he was completely unaware of it.
I, Tang San, swear to the heavens!
The humiliation I suffer today, I will repay a hundredfold, a thousandfold in the future!
I must kill you!
Su Xin naturally felt Tang San's almost murderous gaze, but he didn't take it to heart at all.
An ant that can be crushed at any time, no matter how much it bares its teeth, can it possibly bite an elephant?
An even funnier idea came to mind.
"If you hadn't reminded me, I would have almost forgotten that you are quite knowledgeable about these flowers and plants."
"In that case... I'll entrust this glorious task of picking the immortal herbs to you."
"After all, you're a 'professional'."
Tang San's eyes widened instantly!
He couldn't believe his ears!
That bastard Su Xin, he... he actually wants me to personally pick these immortal herbs that should rightfully belong to me?!
This...this is such a humiliation!
This is even more painful for him than killing him outright!
"What? You don't want to?" Su Xin's smile gradually faded, and his voice turned cold.
"It's fine if you don't want to, I don't need another herb gatherer anyway."
"Dugu Bo, break both his legs and throw him outside the valley. Don't let him get in the way here."
Upon hearing this, Dugu Bo did not hesitate at all.
With a sinister grin, the terrifying aura emanating from him, befitting a level 93 Title Douluo, instantly locked onto Tang San.
A wisp of emerald green poisonous mist began to slowly condense in his palm.
"No! I do! I do!"
Tang San was so frightened that his soul almost left his body, and he immediately shouted loudly.
"I'm glad you're willing." Su Xin nodded in satisfaction, his smile returning to its "amiable" state.
"But before we begin, I need to explain the rules to you."
"These magical herbs are all treasures, extremely precious. You must be careful when picking them."
"If you embezzle even a single plant, I will cut off one of your hands."
“If you destroy even one of these plants, I’ll cut off one of your legs.”
"have you understood?"
Chapter 92 The Herb Gatherer - Tang San Wants to Turn the Tables
Tang San felt ice-cold all over, as if he had fallen into an ice cave.
Dugu Bo's undisguised killing intent was like thousands of steel needles, piercing his skin with a sharp pain.
He had no doubt that if he dared to say "no," the old poisoner would tear him to pieces the next second.
The situation is better than people.
In front of Su Xin, a man who was like a god or a demon.
All his pride and all his trump cards seemed so ridiculous and powerless.
"I...I understand..."
Su Xin nodded in satisfaction, then, as if remembering something, said to Dugu Bo beside him:
"Old Poisoner, do you have any soul tools on you that can hold things? Lend them to him."
Upon hearing this, Dugu Bo did not hesitate at all.
With a flick of his wrist, a small, unremarkable gray bag appeared in his hand.
"Teacher Su, this is a spatial soul tool that I obtained in my early years, called the 'Ruyi Treasure Pouch'."
"The space inside is quite large and can store living things; it's more than enough to hold all these magical herbs."
As Dugu Bo spoke, he respectfully handed the treasure pouch to Su Xin.
Su Xin took it, weighed it in his hand, and then casually tossed it at Tang San's feet.
"What are you still standing there for? Do you want me to treat you?"
Tang San took a deep breath, suppressing the turmoil of emotions churning within him.
He bent down and, with trembling hands, picked up the auspicious pouch from the ground.
Then, with heavy steps, he walked step by step toward the herb garden that should have belonged to him.
Every step felt like walking through a mountain of knives and a sea of fire.
Every step he took was like a knife to his heart.