After looking around, Han Yu had figured out these people's scheme.
They sold medicinal herbs with genuine and fake goods mixed together. This was a business that would ruin itself completely. Within a few years, no matter how good the Breaking Clan's herbs were, no one would buy them.
Following the middle-aged man into a herb shop with a plaque reading "Spirit Medicine," the man went into the storeroom and busied himself for a while. Before long, he emerged carrying quite a few medicinal herbs.
"Esteemed guests, these are all medicinal herbs from the Breaking Clan!" the middle-aged man said with a grin.
Whether it was Dugu Bo or Han Yu, both could tell at a glance that there was something wrong with the quality of these herbs.
Poor-quality herbs had been mixed with good ones. Did they think everyone else was blind?
After casually picking through them, Han Yu asked Dugu Bo, "Old Monster, what do you think?"
Dugu Bo pointed at one of the plants and said, "Only this one might be from the Breaking Clan. The rest are all trash."
The middle-aged man was not angered by Dugu Bo's words. He merely smiled faintly. "Gentlemen, if you wish to take this herb, you must buy all of these herbs as a bundle."
They were even pulling bundled sales now.
"Forget it. Old Monster, let's go take a look at the Breaking Clan," Han Yu said awkwardly.
The middle-aged man said confidently, "Gentlemen, the Breaking Clan refuses all outside disturbances. I think you should spare yourselves the trouble."
Han Yu ignored him.
Originally, he had thought the Breaking Clan would have a good living environment in Dragon Xing City, and he had worried whether he could recruit them. Now, it seemed that worry had been unnecessary.
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