Chen Xiong had actually wanted to offer money, but Xu Ke had just received three hundred million that morning and was already a rich man. Giving him more money wouldn't work as an apology. Offering rare medicinal herbs was the only way!
Hearing this, Xu Ke was stunned. He had to admit, he was tempted! Three rare medicinal herbs of his choice. The temptation was too great.
But Xu Ke knew to exercise restraint; he didn't want to bleed Chen Xiong dry. "Then, Grandpa Chen, I'll go with you later to pick out one or two. But if their asking price is too high, we'll just forget it."
Chen Xiong gave his assurance. "No worries. He's a good friend of mine. He'll definitely give me a reasonable price."
But Xu Ke, knowing the price of such ingredients, broke into a sweat for Chen Xiong. He knew... When it came to rare herbs, any price was reasonable!
