"I still stand by my words—others may fear the Su Family, but I certainly don't," Li Qianfan shook his head.
Su Wei then raised his bidding card, ready to bid again.
But at that moment, Li Qianfan suddenly said, "Wait a second."
Su Wei paused, then sneered, "What, you're out of money? Li Qianfan, it seems you're not that great after all!"
Li Qianfan earnestly replied, "It's not that I'm out of money; I just think this is foolish. Whether you or I win this herb, we'll bleed heavily. Haven't you heard of the saying, 'When snipe and clam grapple, it's the fisherman who profits?'"
"What do you mean by that?" Su Wei demanded.
"How about this? From now on, we each make one more bid—the one with the higher bid wins the herb, and the loser must immediately leave the auction! Su Wei, what do you think of my proposal?" Li Qianfan smiled.
Su Wei thought it over and felt it was indeed viable, allowing them both to determine the winner and avoid spending too much in vain.
