Indeed, they had all heard that Xiao Yao sold the Duanxu Ointment for 200 million a bottle to those foreigners whose bones he had broken. If they produced and sold it themselves, they could make a profit of at least 10 billion, so why worry about the petty cash within 1 billion.
Before anyone could ask another question, Xiao Yao continued with a cold and stern voice, "Let me tell you the truth, even if I gave them the formula, they would not be able to produce the Duanxu Ointment. I can say with certainty that even if everyone followed my method to the letter, they would still fail to produce it. So, I advise those who are eyeing the Duanxu Ointment to give up their crooked thoughts; it's useless. Even if you kidnap me, even if I die, no one will be able to truly produce the Duanxu Ointment!"
"So, Miss Tong means that Duanxu Ointment won't be produced on a large scale, right?"
