Sanskrit Annotation

"Money? Heh..."

Ye Weiming gave a disdainful chuckle, then picked up his teacup again and took a sip.

His meaning could not have been clearer: if they wanted his "Riverside Landscape Painting," they had to offer something genuinely valuable in exchange.

Talking about money hurt feelings, didn't it?

So they had to bring out something money could not buy!

Seeing how calm and composed Ye Weiming was, Mu Ran followed his example and poured herself a cup of coarse tea. Just as she was about to drink, Ye Weiming stopped her in time. "There's Crimson Tail Scorpion Poison in this tea. If your poison resistance isn't above 800, you'd better not drink it."

The three girls on Ye Weiming's side showed little reaction to his words, but Dai Qiu Shang Lan and Gui Xinying's expressions changed.

They had originally planned to use the poisoning to drive down the price. They had even prepared their excuse: We never forced you to drink the poisoned tea. If you drank it and got poisoned, how was that our fault?

Want the antidote?

The antidote was difficult to refine. Shouldn't its price also be included in the transaction?

That was precisely why, when Ye Weiming brought in outside help, they had not been displeased in the slightest. Instead, they had found it perfectly to their liking.

After all, the price of one antidote was not the same as the price of three.

Who would have thought that Ye Weiming, this guy who never played by the rules, would not only be completely unaffected after drinking it, but would even identify at a glance that Gui Xinying had poisoned the tea.

Not only that, he even knew exactly what poison she had used and how potent it was. That left them utterly exasperated.

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