At that moment, deep within the Wang family's old mansion, distinguished-looking men and women were gathered in the main hall of the inner courtyard, laughing and chatting animatedly.
"Hahaha! How satisfying! I never thought the day would come when Yuan Youwei would have to beg us for help!"
"Hmph. Keeping a gigolo isn't that simple, is it? To think she could help Lin Fan reach the heavens in a single step… what a foolish delusion!"
"A four-billion-yuan order? Does she really have the nerve to ask for that much? Does she think we're all pushovers?"
At the head of the hall, Mr. Wang Sr.'s face glowed with joy as he examined a purple sandalwood long box, unable to put it down. Inside was a peculiar herb shaped like a head of wheat.
White Dragon Grass. It really is White Dragon Grass! I've been searching for it for years, and I never expected the Su family to deliver it right to my door!
