The next day, Feng Tianlan was awoken by a voice so forthright and impatient that it could have only belonged to Luo Yunzhu.
"Tianlan, Tianlan!" Luo Yunzhu went straight into the room and dragged Feng Tianlan out from her bed. "We need to go quickly."
"Go where?" Feng Tianlan was mildly amused by Luo Yunzhu's uncharacteristic boldness. Besides, she hadn't even gotten dressed yet.
"There's an auction today. Apparently, the Ruyi Trade House is putting up Marrow Cleansing Pills for sale, and the Tianhai Trade House is auctioning off Beautifying Pills. We've got to get there quickly before they're all gone!" said Luo Yunzhu anxiously.
"I'm not dressed yet." Feng Tianlan controlled her laughter. "Also, I'm not interested." If she bought back the Marrow Cleansing Pills that she herself had sold, that would be a really dumb move.
"Then, quickly, get dressed!"
