Ye Fan's surprised expression caught Mitaraishi Anko's attention, and she hurriedly asked, "What is it?"
After several seconds of silence, Ye Fan finally said, "It's nothing. Have you made up your mind, ma'am?"
Mitaraishi Anko raised an eyebrow slightly.
She was not an idiot. How could she fail to see that Ye Fan was deliberately brushing her off?
"Where did all your pills come from?" Mitaraishi Anko asked a related question.
"I made them myself."
"You're saying you made them?"
Mitaraishi Anko looked Ye Fan up and down, as though she were reassessing the person before her.
"Yes. They're exclusive formulas. You won't find pills like mine anywhere else."
"How can you guarantee that your pills work?" Mitaraishi Anko pressed.
"Whether they work or not depends on their actual effects. No amount of praise from others can replace trying them yourself." Ye Fan smiled.
This time, Mitaraishi Anko fell silent.
After a long while, she spoke again. "How much are your pills?"
If they were cheap, she would not mind buying a few.
Whether she took them was another matter. At the very least, she could study them after returning home.
"The pills you need are rather unusual, ma'am. The ingredients required are all extremely precious, and some of them aren't easy to find..."
Mitaraishi Anko cut him off before he could continue. "Don't tell me all that useless stuff. Just tell me the price."
"You're Teacher Kurenai Yuhi's friend, so I can't make too much off you. How about this? Just cover my trouble—one hundred thousand ryo per pill. Buy ten and get one free. The more you buy, the more you get."
Ye Fan smiled with great sincerity, but in Mitaraishi Anko's eyes, he looked exactly like a crooked merchant.
"Why don't you just rob me?"
Mitaraishi Anko