The man was obviously in a bad mood. At the same time, Wang Mang also noticed that the man had a Tier 2 alchemist badge.
However, since this man had managed to refine Tier 3 pills, he had clearly mastered several Tier 3 pill formulas, but had likely fallen short of the ten types required to take the examination.
Wang Mang smiled warmly.
"Friend, I have a stall at the rear entrance of the Sacred Emperor Academy."
"Are you trying to sell your medicinal pills? I'm looking for a supplier of medicinal pills to sell at my stall. Don't worry, the pricing won't disappoint you, as the sales are based on commission."
The middle-aged man's eyes lit up. Then, he said hesitantly, "I won't give in on the price. 70% of the market price. If you can accept that, we can talk. I have three types of Tier 3 pills."
Hearing this, Wang Mang immediately patted his chest and promised, "No problem! 70% it is!"