"What do you mean, 'saved'?"
Confused, Tang Feng looked at her, unable to understand.
"Didn't we offend Mr. Gao? I thought we were as good as dead, but now with this wild ginseng, we might just have a glimmer of hope," Mao Anyi said excitedly, forgetting to maintain her usual elegance.
"What does this wild ginseng have to do with a glimmer of hope?" Tang Feng still didn't catch on.
"I heard that an esteemed elder gentleman in Zhonghai has recently been collecting wild ginseng, at least twenty years old. But such things are too rare, and he hasn't been able to find any..."
Mao Anyi's excitement grew as she spoke, and her voice began to tremble by the end, "If we sell this wild ginseng to him, maybe we can get his protection."
After hearing this, Tang Feng couldn't help but curl his lips, "I, Tang Feng, have the strength to protect myself. Why would I need someone else's protection?"
