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"220,000, please have a look, Lord Qingqiu." Nangong Zhiyun's expression was indifferent as she handed a pouch from Yue Jin Huai Shang to Qin Yu.
Qin Yu pondered, this woman was probably breaking character—surely she understood that foregoing an auction to accommodate a man or adhering to proper protocol might be acceptable. However, directly complying with a man's orders to trade something invoked a hierarchy issue.
At her core, Nangong Zhiyun should be proud. Unless Qin Yu's previous judgments were wrong, her behavior today contradicted the independence she inherently possessed.
Qin Yu took the pouch, glanced at her, and smiled, "Since we are all people of Great Qin, will we have the chance to share in Miss Nangong's wedding wine someday?"
This was intended as a probe.
