"Reserved?"
Hearing the housekeeper's words, the young man leading the group furrowed his brows slightly.
He turned to look at Mo Wangchen, squinting slightly, "Does this friend also need the four-leaf ginseng and wood ganoderma?"
Mo Wangchen looked at him without speaking.
The young man spoke again, "I wonder what this friend plans to do with the four-leaf ginseng and wood ganoderma. Could you let me have the herbs?"
"Sorry, these two herbs are of great use to me and I cannot give them up," Mo Wangchen shook his head.
"Hmph, the herbs haven't fallen into your hands yet, which means the deal isn't finalized. So, the herbs aren't yours, and we have the right to compete."
One of the three elder men standing behind the young man stepped forward, speaking with a somewhat arrogant tone.
"Oh?"
Hearing this, Mo Wangchen sneered internally, "How do you wish to compete?"
"Naturally, by the highest bid."
