Three kinds of Divine Medicine, priceless!
Lin Xiran was well aware of this, and she had been staring at Old Zhang the whole time; it was clear that he didn't hesitate in the slightest.
It seemed as though these priceless objects to him were no more significant than trinkets sold by the roadside.
Little did she know that, in truth, it was Su Han who never took the widely sought-after Divine Medicine to heart.
It took a while for Qiao Yushan to snap out of it, her curiosity about Su Han's social circle growing even stronger.
Is this how he makes friends? If Su Han were to work in public relations, he would surely be invincible.
"Sister Xiran, since Old Zhang's method is feasible, let's give it a try,"
After pondering for a moment, Qiao Yushan gradually calmed down.
Old Zhang was right, the Wu Family just wanted to make her panic. She couldn't play by the book, and according to what Old Zhang said,
