They have no shame, but as an elder, he still needs to maintain face. Everything in Poison Valley used to be feared contaminated with poison and hence uneatable, so they could only buy vegetables and grain from the disciples of Medical Valley.
"Take what you have and trade it with the disciples of Medical Valley for food and vegetables. Go."
"Yes, Elder, I understand."
Upon responding, the disciples turned and left.
"Big Brother, when did you become so mild-mannered?"
It wasn't until after the disciples had left that the Second Elder looked at him with a smile and half-jokingly asked.
The Great Elder used to not involve himself too much with the affairs of Poison Valley, immersing himself daily in refining poisons and antidotes, yet he was also known for his fiery temper.
But these past few days, he had seen the Great Elder display more patience than he ever could, practically agreeing to whatever the disciples of Medical Valley said, completely unlike how he used to act.
