In the world of martial arts, grind your skill level to become a saint.

Upon seeing this, Su Hao, who had stood up, sat down again.

He never expected to run into Liu Jun here.

Thinking about what happened at the boxing gym this afternoon, Su Hao looked at Liu Jun and his group.

At this moment, Liu Jun was talking to several people beside him. Because of the distance and the noise of the restaurant, Su Hao could not hear what they were saying.

However, judging from Liu Jun's expression at this moment, he clearly had a hint of apology, as if he was explaining something to the person next to him.

The men and women around him had indifferent expressions and nodded faintly from time to time.

As he watched the group leave the restaurant and board a pure silver-white carriage, Su Hao frowned slightly.

Judging from the clothes and appearance of those people and Liu Jun's attitude, they were clearly of high status.

As the daughter of the owner of Yueshan Boxing Hall, Liu Jun held a certain status and position even in the entire outer city.

After all, Liu Chongshan was a renowned martial arts master in Yanshan City.

Even so, the other party still didn't give Liu Jun a friendly look.

Su Hao couldn't help but wonder if Liu Jun's argument with his father, Liu Shi, that afternoon was related to what happened tonight.

Thinking of this, Su Hao watched the carriage leave.

He also got up, paid the bill, and left the restaurant.

Whether or not there is any connection between them, it has little to do with him.

In this kind of world, it's good enough to just stay out of trouble and do your own thing; who has the time to meddle in other people's business?

After leaving the restaurant, Su Hao did not go back immediately, but instead prepared to head to the medicine street.

He's finished the frog jerky he bought from Baicaotang last time, so it's time to go and get some more.

Su Hao had previously inquired about a supplement that seemed to be even better than frog meat, so he could give it a try this time.

The growth of Qi and blood requires not only time and exercise, but also secret medicines and supplements to aid in cultivation.

Only in this way can one achieve something in learning.

This also requires a lot of money to support it, otherwise the value of a martial artist would not be so high, and even a simple temporary post can earn more than ten taels of silver a month.

For ordinary people, this is enough to cover their food expenses for one or two years.

After walking for more than ten minutes, Su Hao arrived at the entrance of the medicine street.

Following the route from that day, Su Hao entered the Hundred Herbs Hall once again.

"Manager Qian."

After Su Hao entered, he saw the middle-aged man, still dressed in blue and looking somewhat refined, and greeted him.

"So it's my young friend Su who's here."

Shopkeeper Qian smiled slightly and quickly stepped forward to greet him, "May I ask what young friend Su wishes to buy today?"

"I'd like to buy some of the meat from the red-eared weasel you mentioned last time."

Su Hao got straight to the point.

"Yes, how much would you like?"

Manager Qian nodded and asked.

"The price was five taels per catty before, so please get me two catties."

Su Hao said.

He had inquired about the price of the red-eared raccoon before. Although it was a bit expensive, he could afford it now. In order to accelerate the enhancement of his qi and blood, there was no need to save money.

After all, in this world, strength equals wealth.

The stronger you are, the better the treatment you receive, and naturally, the more wealth you accumulate.

Su Hao was well aware of this, so he had no intention of letting the money depreciate.

"Okay! Please wait a moment!"

Manager Qian responded, then turned and went into the room behind the counter. A moment later, he came out carrying a wooden box.

Opening the wooden box revealed slices of dried meat, reddish in color and with a light sheen of oil.

"This thing should be more effective than the red-headed frog, right?"

Su Hao was also somewhat expectant, and he asked Manager Qian.

"Of course! The price is almost double, but the results will definitely satisfy you!"

Manager Qian smiled confidently and assured him.

Su Hao nodded and, without saying anything more, took out a money pouch from his pocket and placed it on the counter.

After Manager Qian finished counting, Su Hao wrapped the wooden box and prepared to leave the pharmacy.

Just as they reached the entrance, they heard a series of hurried footsteps approaching from the end of the medicine street.

It felt like a large group of people were running towards us at the same time.

"Come in!"

Before Su Hao could figure out what was going on, Manager Qian grabbed him from behind and pulled him back into the pharmacy, then closed the door.

Finally, even the oil lamps in the pharmacy were extinguished, plunging the shop into darkness.

"Manager Qian, what's going on?"

Through the sliver of light from outside, Su Hao saw that Manager Qian was also peering out the window, and asked him with some wariness.

"Let's wait until those lunatics leave..."

Manager Qian said in a deep voice, then waved his hand and said no more.

Seeing this, Su Hao didn't ask any more questions and began to wait quietly.

A dozen or so breaths later, the commotion outside grew louder and louder, and soon they were getting closer to Baicaotang.

Through the paper window illuminated by the lamplight, Su Hao could vaguely see a large group of people walking quickly across the street outside.

Along the way, one could also hear shouts, curses, and screams.

Although Su Hao couldn't see what was happening outside, judging from the sound of things collapsing and the lights around him dimming instantly, it was clear that many people were avoiding the area.

He looked at Manager Qian's clenched fists and waited in silence.

Only after the commotion outside had subsided did Manager Qian breathe a sigh of relief, and said, still somewhat shaken:

"When will the imperial court finally get rid of these guys...?"

"who are they?"

Su Hao also asked.

"It's a cult called the Church of Christ. I don't know where it started, but it recruits people everywhere. If you don't join, they demand donations. They used to have some order and chanted slogans, but now they're no different from bandits..."

Manager Qian went to the window, opened it a crack, and peered out to check the surroundings.

"The Church of Christ?" Su Hao frowned slightly.

Isn't this the cult that Su Hao heard about at the Fuquan Inn?

It's just that the imperial court isn't going to crack down on this organization, so why do they still dare to appear so openly?

"Young friend Su, they went south of the market. When you leave later, you'd better avoid that area..."

Manager Qian glanced at the situation outside and found that things had returned to some order. He opened the door a crack and gave Su Hao some instructions.

"Okay! Thank you, Manager Qian!"

Su Hao nodded, then picked up the dried meat and left Baicaotang.

"It seems that Yanshan City is becoming increasingly unstable..."

Su Hao walked through the somewhat dark and deserted alley, thinking to himself.

He experienced several of these Nestorian Christian marches within a month.

It seems the commotion they caused before was quite significant.

But even after so much time has passed, the government still hasn't taken any action.

Even these Nestorian Christians, who had previously marched through the alleys, had now moved to bustling markets and neighborhoods.

This is somewhat too blatant.

Thinking about the increasingly chaotic situation, Su Hao quickened his pace.