Chapter 237 Tearing off Your Disguise
“Is there really a hundred–year–old mountain ginseng here?
“Eh? There’s even the rare wild saffron!
“Snow lotus and cordyceps are good too. I’ll take them all!”
Leones entered the storeroom in the elixir room and was stunned.
“I didn’t expect there to be even more treasures here than at the underground auction last time.
“These imperial physicians, although of mediocre ability, have quite a collection of treasures.
“Well, I won’t be polite then!”
Leones had used most of the valuable medical ingredients he got from the last underground auction for making elixirs and cultivation. Now, he could replenish his stock.
Without any hesitation, Leones took all the medical ingredients and stored them in the bronze
mirror.
The Imperial Hospital tried to steal Leones‘ elixir formula but ended up having their elixir room pillaged by Leones.
As Leones was about to leave, he heard a commotion outside, and the real Mark’s furious roar. “Guard the place! Don’t let even a fly escape!”
Leones paused, surprised that Mark had arrived so quickly.
However, he wasn’t worried. He removed his disguise as Mark and hid in the shadows.
In a flash, like a gust of wind, Leones disappeared.
Shortly after he left, another of Mark’s angry roars could be heard. “Gone… all gone! Who dares to steal from the Imperial Hospital? I won’t let this slide!
“I’ll tear you into pieces if I catch you!”
Mark looked at the mess inside the storage room, his heart bleeding.
These valuable ingredients had taken the Imperial Hospital years to gather, and now they were all
gone.
The loss was immeasurable in terms of money.
Quickly, Mark ran out like a madman, shouting as he went, “Quick! Call Jake and Derek! The elixir room of the Imperial Hospital has been robbed! Call Jake and Derek to take down that petty thief!”
People around were shocked upon hearing “Jake and Derek“. The situation was indeed serious if these two were involved.
These two, Jake and Derek, were Guardians of the Imperial Hospital. They had once served in the Ministry of War, holding the rank of Deputy General. Their strength was unquestionable. After retiring, they were rehired to guard the Imperial Hospital. They had been to the battlefield and had a fierce aura. They would not act easily, but when they did, it was deadly.
Mark then issued another order, “All of the Imperial Hospital, be on high alert! If you see someone with my face, beat them on the spot! Don’t let him escape!
“The little thief has disguised himself to look like me, don’t be fooled!”
As Mark shouted and ran, suddenly, he got hit on the head.
Following that, there was an excited shout from behind, “I caught the little thief! “It’s the one who disguised himself as Mr. Scott! He looks so alike!
“Everyone, get him!”
Before he could finish, the crowd swarmed around, punching and kicking Mark.
“Ah! Idiots! It’s me, Mark Scott! You’ve got the wrong person! Ouch!”
The leading man laughed while hitting. “Would a thief adinit he’s a thief? Stop pretending! I’ll tear off your disguise!”
Saying that, he tried to tear off Mark’s “disguise“, leaving scratches and nearly tearing off Mark’s
actual skin.
It was then that the crowd realized that this might indeed be the real Mark. They had beaten the wrong man.
“Mr. Scott… Are you alright?”
“We didn’t mean to…”
“Didn’t you say whoever sees your face should not hesitate…”
Suddenly, everyone who was beating him dispersed
Mark, bruised and battered, got up from the ground, pointing at the crowd. “You hit me so hard? Did you do it on purpose?
“I’ll remember this! I’ll settle scores with you all later! You’ll see… Ouch…”
Meanwhile, Leones had silently made his way out of the Imperial Hospital. The chaos behind him was no longer his concern.
But not long after he stepped out, he saw a figure at the end of the path. Standing there like a tall pine tree, radiating killing intent, motionless.
The man held a large blade, with its tip pointing downwards, exuding an intimidating presence. It felt like time had stopped in that moment, the tension palpable.
But Leones continued walking forward, seemingly unaffected.
“Good lad! You’re the first to walk under my pressure!” The old man with the blade spoke.
“As a fellow martial artist, leave behind what you’ve stolen, and I might let you go.”
Leones smiled. “Sir, I think you’ve mistaken me for someone else. Look, I have nothing on me. I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
Given the volume of medical ingredients, one would need a huge bag to carry them all. Yet, Leones had nothing in his hands.
“Still playing tough, kid?” The old man said, “If you don’t hand them over, don’t blame me for being rude!”
