Tom, Dick, or Harry
Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
They stared at Qin Yu while wanting to make a move, but none of them seemed to want to be the first.
"Huh?"
At this moment, Qin Yu noticed a rather strange herb placed on a stall not far away.
Qin Yu walked quickly towards that stall.
When the surrounding people saw this, they hurriedly hid to the side.
Qin Yu didn't pay attention to the crowd. He picked up the herb and carefully sized it up.
"Boss, how much is this herb?" Qin Yu asked.
The boss's throat rolled as he subconsciously looked around.
Then, he braced himself and said, "No... I won't sell it to you!"
Qin Yu frowned slightly and said, "Why? Don't tell me you think I won't give you money?"
"Who cares about your stinky money!" The stall owner mustered up his courage and cursed.
Qin Yu caressed the medicinal herb, then nodded and said, "Alright, forget it if you don't want it."