C1774 Yaoyao Lied to Us

Shen Ning hesitated as she watched Miao Silang place the rosewood box on the table. The thousand-year-old ginseng, like the rarest of herbs, was priceless and unattainable, even if you had the money. She didn’t want to owe Miao Silang such a significant favor.

“Miss Shen, there's no need for formalities,” Miao Silang noticed Shen Ning's hesitation