"Divine Doctor Sun Simiao? Heh, that's really impressive. He's definitely the fated person for this book, and he's even willing to pay 200,000 yuan. Isn't that the best of both worlds?"
Out-of-print books that were too good would naturally attract the attention of all parties. Once the books were brought to light, they would rush over immediately.
Sheng Yang wasn't surprised at all, but she only raised her eyes. "I was here first."
She could be considered to have bonded with the old man today. In front of her was another old man of about 60. He had white hair and was unsmiling. He looked very dignified. He was different from the other old man who had been kind and smiling. When he smiled, his face was full of wrinkles.
Li Mingde was not surprised by Sheng Yang's words. "I know," he said confidently.
Sheng Yang stared at him, waiting for him to say something. "But I still have to buy this book," he said slowly.
