Lin Tian's words stirred up a discussion among the crowd. They all knew that a thousand-year-old ginseng could prolong life, but they didn't really know much else. All they knew were just legends, as no one had ever seen a thousand-year-old ginseng.
Li Wenrong sneered and said dismissively, "You talk so much like you've actually seen one."
His intent was to mock Lin Tian for boasting, but Lin Tian indeed hadn't seen one. He frankly said, "That's right, I've never seen a thousand-year-old ginseng, but I'm saying this to make a point. Ginseng over five hundred years old is more powerful than you think. It's just as rare, so your ginseng cannot be over five hundred years old."
"Hmph, anyone can talk big without proof. Your mouth is your own, you can say it's fake or real, it's just a matter of lip service." Li Wenrong retorted mockingly.
"No, no, no," Lin Tian waved a finger, smiling, "I haven't seen a thousand-year-old ginseng, but I've seen ginseng like the one in your hand."
