Lei Qianxiao snapped, "I gave it everything I had. Not only did I spend all the money from selling the medicinal ingredients last time, I even lent out a good sum. I've lost enough on this deal to cough up blood."
He wasn't particularly wise, but he had his little tricks. He'd guessed Xu Yi would probably swoop in and buy up the medicinal ingredients from their three families first. If he made a move, he could turn a handsome profit.
Who could have guessed the market would collapse right before their eyes?
Wang Qijue said, "That's the most terrifying part. Who knows how many people borrowed money to make this play? Once their creditors start pressing them and they rush to sell, a flood of dumping will send prices even lower. Look at Guanglong Hall's offer to Tang Shanhai. That price was almost the same as Guanglong Hall's second purchase price, and Guanglong Trading Company still thought it was too high. They clearly expected the price of medicinal ingredients to fall further. Absolutely shameless."
Boom!
A thunderous crash rang out as Guanglong Hall's black-lacquered gates came crashing down. A merchant, consumed by boundless resentment, had smashed them to pieces.
Before long, a large force of city patrols rushed over and surrounded Guanglong Hall. The troublemakers scattered in every direction.
In the blink of an eye, September 6 arrived, and the merchants' last hope shattered. One piece of bad news after another spread through the market—and was repeatedly confirmed.
One merchant, desperate to offload a large quantity of medicinal ingredients, sold a batch at the same price Guanglong Hall had paid during its first round of purchases.
The news broke, and the already precarious prices of medicinal ingredients collapsed on the spot.
Clearly, Qingxing City had no chance of attracting