Being an emperor is not something he can do, so he can only rely on his connections.

Qian Ming kicked the door open and rushed in, his sword unsheathed with a clang, pointing it straight at Shopkeeper Shen's throat. The strong smell of medicine in the room made his eyes red and his nose sore, like a demon from hell. He shouted, "Young Master!"

Zhang Jingwei waved his hand without even turning his head, and said calmly: "Put away the knife, it's just a meal."

Shopkeeper Shen had a fake smile on his face, but the corners of his eyes twitched as he said flatteringly, "It seems the food isn't quite to Master Zhang's taste. I hope you'll forgive me for the poor hospitality."

"No problem," Zhang Jingwei brushed off the nonexistent dust on his sleeves and said nonchalantly, "I should eat less at night."

Shopkeeper Shen stepped forward and lowered his voice to ask tentatively, "Why don't we talk about our business again?"

Zhang Jingwei had already turned and walked out the door, saying firmly, "I don't think this is necessary. Madam is still waiting for me to come home, so I won't bother you any more."

"I hope Master Zhang will consider this carefully." Shopkeeper Shen's voice came from behind, with a hint of sinisterness.

Zhang Jingwei paused at the doorway, then, without turning around, snapped, "Well, before I think it over, tear this building down to below seven stories." He suddenly turned, his eyes sharp as a knife, "In the Celestial Empire, only the Imperial Temple of Heaven can exceed seven stories!"

The smile on Shopkeeper Shen's face froze, and he bowed and said, "Understood! Sorry I can't see you off!"

Zhang Jingwei left the room with a sneer, mocking, "Hahaha, Immortal." Qian Ming immediately followed him and protected him closely.

As soon as he reached the stairs, Qian Ming came forward impatiently and said in a low voice: "Master, we..."

"Don't talk." Zhang Jingwei looked straight ahead, his lips barely moving as he spoke in a low voice. "Keep your back straight, clench your teeth, and be on guard at all times."

Qian Ming immediately straightened his back and tensed all his muscles. Zhang Jingwei continued in a voice only the two of them could hear, "That Shopkeeper Shen is quite capable. Old Master Shi must have been bewitched by him a long time ago. And that mute girl had a hidden weapon in her sleeve. She almost shot me in the head just now."

Qian Ming's Adam's apple rolled, and he asked anxiously, "Then why don't we leave faster?"

"If you show any weakness, we won't be able to leave." Zhang Jingwei's voice was eerily calm. "They do know some details, but not much. I think they think you're a piece of shit."

Qian Ming suddenly burst into a rough laugh: "Wahahahaha!"

Zhang Jingwei was startled by the sudden laughter and shouted, "What are you doing?"

Qian Ming squinted his eyes and said proudly, "Imitating wood, just to make it sound more impressive!"

Zhang Jingwei shook his head helplessly and said hurriedly: "Mu Tou is not an idiot. I will ride on the donkey and run home as fast as I can. The gift I gave you may be a little..." Before he finished speaking, a hint of cunning flashed in his eyes.

......

In the room on the twelfth floor, the smile on Shopkeeper Shen's face instantly vanished, replaced by a ferocious, murderous expression. He ripped the scarf from his head and slammed it to the ground.

Old Master Shi was so angry that he was shaking all over. He slammed the table and said angrily, "Just let him go like this? When will you get an opportunity like this again?"

"Shut up!" Shopkeeper Shen shouted, "You are only brave enough for a moment!" He pointed outside the door and said sinisterly, "The man next to him has calluses on his hands from holding weapons. When he was outside the door, the look in his eyes when he looked at me was chilling. He is probably the 'wooden man' mentioned in the intelligence. It is said that even Han Ye can't withstand this man." In fact, Qian Ming just kept squinting at him because his eyes were uncomfortable due to the smell of medicine.

Old Master Shi's skinny fingers tightly grasped the edge of the table, panting, "My medicine... When can you give it to me?"

Shopkeeper Shen paced back and forth impatiently, angrily saying, "Without the right heart blood, it can't be refined!"

"Those lowly people drank so much of my delicious food and wine, and yet you killed them!" Old Master Shi slammed the table and stood up, spitting. "My money didn't come from the wind!"

"Do you want immortality or money?!" Shopkeeper Shen turned around abruptly, a fierce look in his eyes.

Old Master Shi was intimidated by this momentum, and his voice suddenly weakened a bit. He stammered, "Of course I want the latter, but it's been five years, and I haven't even seen the residue of the elixir!"

The mute girl stood trembling between the two men, trying to persuade them with tears in her eyes, "Master... Immortal..."

"You are so impatient, yet you still dream of becoming an immortal." Shopkeeper Shen sneered, his tone full of sarcasm.

Old Master Shi sat back in his chair dejectedly and said dejectedly, "If this continues, even the Prime Minister can't protect us."

"Don't forget," Shopkeeper Shen leaned over and threatened word by word, "You are a dying man, who helped you to keep alive!"

Old Master Shi snorted coldly and said angrily, "If I can't make the medicine again, I'll go back to Chang'an. You can go back to your mountain and be a wild man!"

Shopkeeper Shen sneered contemptuously and asked, "Haha, going back to Chang'an? What would your nephew, the prime minister, think if he knew you were testing drugs on living people?"

Old Master Shi's eyes were like blades as he stared intently at the so-called immortal. He said in a calm but charged tone, "At least you won't die. But you're different. After all, you're just a white man."

Shopkeeper Shen took a deep breath, suppressed his anger, and said coldly, "Alright! I won't argue with you anymore." He turned to the rosewood box on the table and said with a sinister smile, "Look what Magistrate Zhang has sent us."

The mute girl's slender fingers just touched the rosewood box when she suddenly stopped. "The weight is wrong." The jade pendant on her earlobe swayed slightly as she shook her head. "There's a mechanism!"

Shopkeeper Shen walked over to the Eight Immortals Table and slipped a black gold dagger from his sleeve. "I know." He gently touched the ridge on the bottom of the box with the blade, revealing a delicate copper mechanism. "When he took the box just now, his thumb pressed here."

Old Master Shi’s cloudy eyes were almost glued to the box: “Open! Open it for me!” His skinny fingers left several white marks on the table.

The mute girl pulled out a poisoned steel needle from her hair. When the tip of the needle was about to penetrate the keyhole, she suddenly stopped and raised her eyes to ask, "Do you want to open it again?"

"Open!" Before Manager Shen finished speaking, the steel needle had already left seven afterimages.

There was a slight "click" sound, and the lid of the box popped up half an inch. The mute girl immediately dodged and stepped back, raising her wide silk sleeves to block in front of Old Man Shi.

"duang~" A spring wrapped in colorful silk suddenly jumped out of the box, and dozens of paper butterflies fluttered all over the alchemy room. Several colorful silk ribbons rushed out like poisonous snakes spitting out their tongues.

There is an ugly doll connected to the spring in the box.

This ugly doll has a pale face, a big red round nose, and a big mouth that is cracked to the ears. It is swaying in the box, swaying, full of sarcasm.

"This... this is..." Old Master Shi was terrified. He trembled and grabbed the puppet, and saw that there was a piece of paper hanging under the puppet, with two large characters written in cursive script on it.

"stupid"

Shopkeeper Shen rushed straight to the carved wooden window. Downstairs, he saw Zhang Jingwei fleeing in a panic on a donkey, followed by Qian Ming, sweating profusely.

"Hahahaha!" Shopkeeper Shen suddenly banged on the window and laughed, shaking the copper bells on the eaves. Zhang Jingwei downstairs happened to turn around and made a strange gesture at him.

The mute girl twisted the silk ribbons and asked hesitantly, "Why is the Immortal laughing?"

"This is what it takes to become an immortal!" Shopkeeper Shen's eyes flashed with a strange light, and his fingertips stroked the secret compartment inside the box - there was a mechanism trigger device inside, which was actually a clip. Press the button on the bottom of the box, the clip will release, and the spring inside will pop out as the box opens.

He looked at the embarrassed figure fleeing on the street and murmured, "Great... He's great!"