C209 A Syringe Worth Two Million

In the stillness of the night, Xu Qinya sat alone by the Glazed Lake, lost in thought.

Tears marked the corners of her eyes, her face a portrait of pity and injustice.

It was supposed to be a good thing. How did it all go so wrong?

A cost price of a million. Wasn't it fair to just charge that?

And that was just for the raw materials, not even factoring in labor costs