Chapter 78: Sky‑High Price and Incense Money

Ye Qingran sat in a private room, watched the Zhao Family's private room, quoted a few rounds of prices and then withdrew; she lifted the corner of her brow, and a sharp gleam flashed in her dark beautiful eyes.

"Nine hundred thousand taels for one."

"Nine hundred thousand taels for two."

……

Seeing the final step, the Zhao Family let out a slow sigh of relief, and their hearts gradually settled.

However, before Zhuang Xian could give the third quote, a bid suddenly appeared out of nowhere, shocking everyone present!

"Ten million taels!"

History is always astonishingly similar!

The scene just now seemed to be replayed.

Even the quoted price was exactly the same.

Everyone present boiled with excitement.

The crowd stared at the stunning figure who had somehow reappeared by the window, their mouths twitching crazily.

It's Ye Qingran again!

She must be here to stir things up today, right?

Pills are one thing, but Huanfeng Herb—what's she doing making a fuss over that?

The three members of the Zhao Family were stuck there in one breath, unable to go up or down—don't even mention how uncomfortable it was!

Wang Yan couldn't hold back, sprang up and slammed the window open, then shouted upstairs: "Ye Qingran, are you sick? You have to snatch everything?!"

Wang Yan's voice was sharp and cutting, and extremely angry.

Everyone present was baffled.

Ye Qingran didn't even snatch anything of the Zhao Family, Wang Shi of the Zhao Family—what kind of anger is this?

"Mrs. Zhao, if I recall correctly, I didn't take anything of yours, right?"

Wang Yan choked.

Only then did they remember they had already transferred the auction task to someone else!

Zhao Yan stood up at that moment and raised her voice: "Ye Qingran, the item was clearly nine hundred thousand, and you jumped it to ten million in an instant—doesn't that break the rules? Although my Zhao Family doesn't want this Huanfeng Herb, your behavior is too excessive for many people!"

Many people, after hearing that, thought it very reasonable.

If Ye Qingran disrupts every auction, it would indeed harm many people's interests.

"Breaking the rules? May I ask, does the Medicine King Pavilion auction hall have a rule that you can't raise the price by a large amount at once?"

Zhuang Xian immediately replied: "There is no restriction; raise as much as you want, the more the better—more is better!"

Ye Qingran smiled: "Did you hear that? More is better. If the Zhao Family has money, just keep raising it. An auction is a matter of mutual consent; if you have no money, don't play!"

Want to take the Huanfeng Herb for a mere nine hundred thousand?

The Zhao Family's calculations are really loud!

At this point, the Zhao Family also gave up the plan to let the people downstairs proxy bid.

"Eleven million taels!"

Zhao Yan clenched her teeth and added a number.

When everyone heard the Zhao Family's quote, they instantly understood something.

It turned out that the ones who had always wanted the Huanfeng Herb were the Zhao Family members!

The person who almost made the deal earlier was probably arranged by the Zhao Family.

"It is said that Huanfeng Herb can treat some obscure injuries; I guess the Zhao Family's urgent desire for this Huanfeng Herb is for Zhao Hao!"

Someone in the crowd uttered a single line that revealed the truth.

Many people suddenly realized.

Zhao Hao's incident on Xuanwu Street, where Ye Qingran kicked his vital organ, was well hidden, but as the saying goes, no wall is airtight; such things inevitably get out.

"So that's it! Zhao Hao is the only one of his generation; the Zhao Family will probably spare no expense to acquire the Huanfeng Herb!"

"No wonder the Zhao Family sought a proxy; it was to avoid Ye Qingran."

……

Ye Qingran dealt with it just like she did with the Mu Family—by the same method; whenever the Zhao Family quoted a price, she would inevitably add ten thousand taels to it!

Such behavior made Wang Yan's delicate makeup warp, and powder scattered all over the floor.

The crowd's mouths twitched wildly, thinking, "Is this Ye Qingran a devil?"

Afterwards, the chase continued, and the price unknowingly surged toward twenty million!

"Dad, should we give up and think of another way?" Zhao Yan's forehead beaded with thin sweat, her complexion pale, makeup couldn't hide it.

Twenty million taels is almost all of the Zhao Family's liquid assets!

"No! Only Huanfeng Herb can cure little Hao's illness!" Wang Yan firmly disagreed. Zhao Hao is the Zhao Family's hope for continuing their bloodline.

Zhao Tian was also very conflicted.

On one side is a sky‑high price, on the other is incense money.

"One final shout: twenty million, let's see if Ye Qingran chases!"

Zhao Tian said through clenched teeth.

Zhao Yan nodded, her trembling voice quoting a price.

"Twenty million taels!"

The whole room erupted in gasps.

After that Five‑grade Snow Skin Pill, another item fetched a sky‑high price of twenty million taels!

Everyone turned to Ye Qingran, waiting for her quote.

They thought she would want to deal with the Mu family that way, seize the Huanfeng Herb, and make the Zhao family die of anger.

Who would have known...

Ye Qingran stood by the window, nonchalantly stroking the cat as she said: "Lord Zhao so desperately wants the Huanfeng Herb—could it be for Zhao Hao's vital part?"

Everyone's expressions turned subtle upon hearing that.

Although the incident of Ye Qingran ruining Zhao Hao's vital part in the street was well concealed, everyone in upper society still knows a bit about it.

This matter was already disgraceful; now, being publicly exposed by Ye Qingran, it's undoubtedly like a slap to the Zhao family's face.

Awkward...

"Ye Qingran, shut up!"

Wang Yan shouted angrily.

"How, do you feel embarrassed?"

"Your son Zhao Hao, these years in Xiliang City he has abducted civilian women and harmed countless innocents; how can the Zhao family not feel ashamed for the deaths of those innocent women?"

Upon saying that, the entire Medicine King Pavilion fell silent.

Everyone present knows something of Zhao Hao's deeds. But Zhao Tian is a court official of the dynasty, holding the rank of Guanglu, and his sister is the wife of the Prime Minister's residence.

With one hand he can cover the sky; no one dares to rein him in.

Thus, it shaped Zhao Hao's lawless character—he bullies with power, commits rape and pillage, does every evil; his wanton killing and crimes against heaven are innumerable.

In that light, Zhao Hao merely losing his vital part is letting him off easy!

Such a person should be drawn and quartered, cast into Avici Hell, and endure the punishment of being fried in boiling oil!

"As the saying goes, he who walks by the river will get his shoes wet. You should thank him for meeting me, which taught him how to be a person."

The Zhao family were so angry they laughed.

She ruined Zhao Hao's vital part, yet still expects them to thank her?

"Ye Qingran, have you no shame?"

Wang Yan pointed at Ye Qingran's face and questioned.

Ye Qingran ignored Wang Yan, calmly saying: "Since Zhao Hao has already been punished, let this Huanfeng Herb be given to your Zhao family, hoping he can reform and start anew."

Although she said that, Ye Qingran knows Zhao Hao is such a scoundrel that he cannot reform.

The Zhao family were stunned.

Is Ye Qingran letting them have the Huanfeng Herb?

Upon further thought, Ye Qingran must have done it on purpose—clearly the Huanfeng Herb could be bought for 900,000, yet they spent 20,000,000, a difference of 1,910,000.

Looking at the Huanfeng Herb delivered by the Medicine King Pavilion attendant, the Zhao felt no excitement—only solemnity; the longer they stared, the angrier they grew, the more they felt like vomiting blood.

Twenty million!

Their Zhao family has been wiped out!

Ye Qingran closed the window.

Mo Xiaohu couldn't help but blink her big, watery eyes, asking in a soft voice: "Meiren Sister, that person is so terrible—why do you still help him?"