Chapter 105 Bidding War!

• Hearing Clyde Valor say that, the old man gave him a once-over and said, “Kid, even if you spotted it first, you didn’t make an offer. I did.”
• Clyde chuckled, eyes bright with confidence, then turned to Uncle Yang and said, “Uncle Yang, I want this herb. I’ll pay you one million.”
• At that number, panic flashed in Uncle Yang’s withered eyes. In his world, ten grand was already sky‑high—enough to marry off a son. A million? He couldn’t even picture it.