"Who are you cursing? Looking for trouble, are you?"
Upon hearing Master Li's strange, passive-aggressive remarks, Su Yanran instantly grew furious. Although she'd always found Qin Lin annoying, she absolutely couldn't tolerate Master Li bullying and cursing Lin Qingyue!
"Yanran, quiet down." Lin Qingyue immediately grabbed Su Yanran's arm. "I'm sorry, this hundred-year-old Lingzhi is indeed useful to us, so we have to buy it."
"How about this," she continued, "if there are other hundred-year-old medicinal herbs up for auction next, or if I hear of any being sold in the future, I will certainly let you know promptly."
"Qingyue, why are you being so polite to him? He's just a charlatan putting on airs, and he still dares to curse you," Su Yanran muttered, still completely unfiltered. "It's ridiculous!"
