"I've already taken a Mysterious Water Pill worth ten thousand gold from you. I can't take anything else." As he spoke, Huo Yuhao hurriedly tried to return the porcelain bottle to Xia Linyuan.
Xia Linyuan said coolly, "Huo Yuhao, have you forgotten what I told you? This is a transaction."
Huo Yuhao gritted his teeth. "Even if it's a transaction, I already owe you so much for that Mysterious Water Pill alone. If I accept another pill from you, I'm afraid I'll never be able to repay you in my whole life. So I can't take it."
"Oh?" Xia Linyuan gave him a knowing look. "You say that as if, in your current state, you could repay me for the Mysterious Water Pill in this lifetime."
At Xia Linyuan's words, Huo Yuhao suddenly felt as if he couldn't catch his breath. His face flushed red as he struggled to hold it in.
"A transaction is like a wager. As long as the person placing the bet is willing, the stakes can be raised at any time—especially when the other party can't afford to repay them yet, and still has needs." Xia Linyuan smiled faintly. "And I'm the one placing the bet."
"But you also said that the choice was mine," Huo Yuhao weakly protested. "This is just forcing a sale!"
"Why do you think you still have a choice once a transaction has begun? Before it started, you did have the right to choose. But once the transaction began, only I had the right to choose."
Xia Linyuan's words poured over Huo Yuhao like a bucket of ice water, chilling him to the bone.
Was Xia Linyuan really just a twelve-year-old child?
Was he really only half a year older than Huo Yuhao?
How could a twelve-year-old have such a