Lan Ziye shrugged and said regretfully, "I won't steal my companions' business!"

Yuan Kai: ...Can you give a more reliable reason?

Yuan Kai really didn't know how to continue the conversation. Instead, Wan Ziqian, who was vomiting blood and almost dying, spoke up. Taking advantage of the moment to spit out blood, he looked at Lan Rongrong and said, "Can you buy some goods with Lan Ziye and sell them to me with a little difference?"

Yuan Kai was speechless!

Lan Ziye was silent!

Lan Rongrong was filled with black lines on her face.

However, adhering to the idea that business must be done, Lan Rongrong looked at Lan Ziye with expectation.

Lan Ziye pouted and said, "One hundred and twenty thousand for an internal injury pill. Take it and you'll stop vomiting blood within a minute. But if you want to fully recover, you still need to see a doctor!"

"Low-grade internal injury elixir?" Yuan Kai asked tentatively.

The effect of this internal injury medicine seems to be very ordinary, it is not worth two hundred thousand!

"Mid-grade!" Lan Ziye said bluntly, "Although I can't guarantee his recovery, I can definitely save his life! I'm not a full-time elixir seller. I just make a living running errands. Buy it if you want!"

Wan Ziqian gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, as long as I stop vomiting blood!" Damn, it's really uncomfortable to keep vomiting blood.

"Then I'll offer 300,000. I'll have to add some hard work fees!" Lan Rongrong pretended to think.

What's the point of working so hard! They're right in front of me, okay? Wan Ziqian almost fainted from anger!

Yuan Kai also found it a little hard to accept. He tentatively asked, "Isn't adding another 100,000 too much? Besides, a mid-grade internal injury pill is not as expensive as 200,000!"

"I've already said it's a two-way street, there's nothing to negotiate! If you want my medicine, it'll cost you two hundred thousand!" Lan Ziye said with an uncompromising look on his face.

"If you want to use me to buy Lan's medicine, you have to pay a service fee of 100,000. It's up to me whether you want to buy it or not!" Lan Rongrong also said arrogantly.

"Buy it! I'll buy it!" Before Yuan Kai could speak, Wan Ziqian spoke first.

He felt really uncomfortable, and he knew very well that if he didn't stop vomiting blood in time, he would really lose his life today.

After the transaction was completed, Wan Ziqian took the pill and felt much better.

He looked at Lan Rongrong and said, "After the first part is over, I will transfer the money to you via mobile phone!"

"It's okay! The great master of the Wan family would not refuse to pay for a pill for internal injuries. I believe you!" Lan Rongrong said in a good mood.

Wan Ziqian: ...Is this a pill? Even ten mid-grade pills wouldn't sell for that much, right?

Wan Ziqian, feeling depressed, was supported by Yuan Kai as he walked down the mountain. However, Yuan Kai turned around and looked at Lan Ziye in confusion, then continued walking forward.

After the two training teachers left, the five students immediately came up to Lan Rongrong and asked impatiently, "Do you really have demon spirits to sell?"

Lan Rongrong nodded and said, "You're really lucky. Originally, my demon spirits had to be pre-ordered at 100,000. Now they're also 100,000. Cash on delivery. Do you want one?"

"But we don't have that much money!" said a classmate.

Lan Rongrong said nonchalantly, "It's okay!" She took out a small notebook and said, "Give me your name, class name, and ID number, then write an IOU, and you can claim the demon spirit!" After a pause, she continued, "If you can pay off the debt before the end of the training, there will be no interest. If you can't pay it back right now, you'll be charged 4% interest per day!"