"This ginseng is priceless; it can save lives at critical moments. Even if you only want this one, it could be worth tens of millions... How could they agree to part with it!"
He Qing didn't believe Lin Lin's words.
"They have to agree; this ginseng wasn't acquired through legitimate means. A millenary treasure like this has a spiritual nature. Just transporting it from the place of purchase to the Imperial Capital has already harmed two people. Although their lives aren't in danger, they'll have to spend several months in the hospital. This family is extremely superstitious; after such incidents, they feel it's bad luck to keep it. Besides, they're incredibly wealthy—a single ginseng, though rare, is something they can afford to lose, and that's how I benefited."
"How is that possible?"
