"Psh, only you could think of something like this."
Tang Ming said discontentedly, "My elixir needs to fetch a sky-high price. Did you think a measly two hundred thousand would be enough to buy a pill that can cure all poisons? If that's the case, I'll take them all."
The crowd below immediately started discussing. Tang Ming was right—if the elixir could really cure all poisons, it would definitely fetch a high price. There was no way it would sell for just two hundred thousand.
"Hmph, then how about one million? What do you think?"
Sun Zhuangjia seemed intent on making Tang Ming look bad.
Tang Ming smiled, his plan successful. Wasting one of his two pills didn't matter; he could still recoup one million, and the other was sure to fetch a sky-high price: "Alright, let's do that. Have the auctioneer bring out the poison."
"Hold on, I'm paying, so naturally, I'll provide the poison."
