Luo Bing could have feigned ignorance and bought the thousand-year Blood Dragon Ginseng as if it were a common one.
But she never expected her good intentions to backfire.
'She tried not to scam him, but ended up getting scammed herself?'
Selling this thousand-year Blood Dragon Ginseng for a million was far more than it was worth.
But the vendor was completely unreasonable. "Cut the crap. Either pay up or get lost!"
"It's my stuff. I'll sell it if I want to, and I won't if I don't. Oh, and by the way, the deposit is non-refundable!"
"Are you asking to die?" Luo Bing was furious, her anger mixed with humiliation.
'To be tricked by a small-time nobody on her own turf?'
'And in front of the Prison Warden, no less?' Luo Bing felt utterly disgraced, wishing she could tear this vendor limb from limb!
Lin Han stopped Luo Bing, frowning. "Just pay him."
He urgently needed this thousand-year Blood Dragon Ginseng and couldn't be bothered to argue with a petty vendor.
