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Chapter 55: The Taxi Overtakes the Sports Car

Chapter 55: Chapter 55: The Taxi Overtakes the Sports Car

"Please, I’m begging you!" Lan Jiaojiao’s eyes were filled with pleading.

Qin Yi felt frustrated and rolled his eyes. What kind of situation is this?

Suddenly, Qin Yi’s eyes lit up as he thought of a good idea.

"Actually, it’s not that I can’t sell you the White Dragon Scale," Qin Yi said. He said "sell," not "give," as he wasn’t naive enough to fawn over a pretty girl.

Lan Jiaojiao’s eyes brightened as she looked excitedly at Qin Yi.

"Just promise me one thing, and I’ll sell you the White Dragon Scale." Qin Yi’s eyes glowed.

This Lan Jiaojiao seemed influential, and the Breakthrough Pill required several herbs, all needing to be aged. Maybe she could help him find the herbs since she knew about the White Dragon Scale and should be familiar with medicinal plants.

Besides, this was his first time making an elixir. If he failed, the White Dragon Scale would be wasted. It would be better to use a Lingzhi over thirty years old; the effect after consumption would be the same anyway.

Most importantly, he could earn some money.

Lan Jiaojiao saw the sharp look in Qin Yi’s eyes and watched him warily, "What do you want me to do?"

Qin Yi was speechless and sneered, "What are you thinking? My wife is ten thousand times prettier than you."

Damn, are women so narcissistic these days? Qin Yi complained in his heart.

Lan Jiaojiao laughed awkwardly. It looked like she was overthinking. Nonetheless, she was quite unsatisfied, as she hadn’t seen anyone more beautiful than herself; prettier by ten thousand times was pure exaggeration.

"Help me find a few herbs, aged not less than thirty years. If you can find them, I’ll sell you the White Dragon Scale for one million," Qin Yi said with a grin.

Lan Jiaojiao asked, "What herbs do you need?"

"I’ll tell you, and you note it down."

Lan Jiaojiao took out her phone, "Go ahead."

"Lingzhi, Four-leaf Alteris, Qilin Flower..." Qin Yi quickly listed seven herbs, "These herbs must be at least thirty years old. If you can find them, I’ll sell you the White Dragon Scale."

"No problem, come with me now," Lan Jiaojiao said.

"Uh..." Qin Yi looked at Lan Jiaojiao in confusion.

Lan Jiaojiao chuckled, "These are common things; just aged a bit more, but not hard to find. We have them at home."

Qin Yi was taken aback and asked, "Can I ask what your family does?"

"We’re a family of traditional Chinese medicine practitioners and usually deal with medicinal herbs, so we happen to have the herbs you need," Lan Jiaojiao explained.

Qin Yi was slightly stunned, and suddenly realized, "The Lan Family? Why didn’t I think of that earlier? Your grandfather is the revered Medicine God, Lan Wangxu?"

Lan Jiaojiao nodded slightly.

Qin Yi smiled bitterly, wondering why he didn’t think of it sooner. How many people with the surname Lan could there be in Yinfeng City?

Speaking of which, Qin Yi had to thank the Lan Family. After his leg got injured, it would hurt terribly in cloudy weather, and only the Holy Medicine Hall’s medicine from the Lan Family could relieve it. The medicine he used to recover was all from the Lan Family’s pharmacy.

"Alright, I’ll sell you the White Dragon Scale," Qin Yi said with a smile, suddenly curious, "Isn’t your grandfather the Medicine God? How could he..."

"Even doctors can’t cure themselves," Lan Jiaojiao looked somber and didn’t offer much explanation.

Qin Yi didn’t ask further, "It’s getting late today. I’ll head home. You can pay me first and take the White Dragon Scale. Bring those herbs to me tomorrow."

"Thank you!" Lan Jiaojiao expressed her gratitude.

"You’re welcome." Qin Yi felt a bit embarrassed, as he did feel like he’d pulled a fast one.

Lan Jiaojiao asked for Qin Yi’s account and immediately transferred a million over.

Qin Yi handed over the White Dragon Scale to her promptly.

Lan Jiaojiao took the White Dragon Scale and let out a heavy sigh of relief, smiling as she said, "Text me, I’ll contact you tomorrow."

They exchanged phone numbers.

"Mr. Qin, there is something I don’t know if I should say..."

Earlier, the transfer required a name, so it wasn’t surprising that Lan Jiaojiao knew Qin Yi’s name. Qin Yi chuckled and said, "Please, go ahead."

"You truly have the potential to be a shrewd businessman."

"Hmm?" Qin Mu looked puzzled.

Lan Jiaojiao said with a sly smile, "The old gentleman only charged you one hundred thousand, and you sold it to me for a million, not to mention the seven herbs."

Qin Yi watched her cautiously, "What do you mean? You’re not planning to back out on giving the herbs after getting the White Dragon Scale, are you?"

"Don’t worry, I, Lan Jiaojiao, keep my word. Goodbye!"

Qin Yi watched as Lan Jiaojiao got into a fiery red sports car parked by the roadside.

The car window rolled down, and Lan Jiaojiao looked at Qin Yi with a bright smile, "Mr. Qin, care for a race?"

Qin Yi looked down at his wheelchair and then at Lan Jiaojiao’s sports car, his face immediately darkening.

"Mr. Qin, see you!" Lan Jiaojiao’s car slowly drove away.

Qin Yi wasn’t pleased; after all, women are indeed narrow-minded. Is a sports car impressive? When there’s a traffic jam, it can’t even outrun my wheelchair.

Qin Yi’s remarks were justified since it was nearing the end of the day, and the roads were congested. Lan Jiaojiao indeed got stuck in traffic, and her sports car became a snail.

Qin Yi felt much better, pushing his wheelchair forward, intending to find a place to call a cab.

But suddenly, Qin Yi raised an eyebrow and looked at a black SUV behind Lan Jiaojiao’s car. The SUV had been parked on the roadside, and when Lan Jiaojiao’s car moved, so did the SUV. Qin Yi sensed something unusual; this SUV was targeting Lan Jiaojiao.

To intervene or not?

This woman had just been picking on him; would helping her make him too much of a pushover?

Forget it; he might as well give her a heads-up. After all, she’s supposed to find herbs for him. If something happens, the herbs are gone.

Qin Yi moved to the roadside where Lan Jiaojiao was still stuck. Just as he was about to shout, the light turned green, and Lan Jiaojiao’s sports car roared and sped away.

Damn...

Qin Yi was speechless. A vacant cab happened to pass by, and Qin Yi waved it down and got in with the driver’s help.

"Driver, follow that red sports car," Qin Yi said.

The driver looked at Qin Yi as if he were an idiot and said after a long pause, "Sir, a taxi chasing a sports car? Are you messing with me? Maybe you should try chasing it with your wheelchair?"

Damn...

Qin Yi didn’t bother to argue and said, "I’ll give you a thousand bucks if you catch up."

"Even for ten thousand, I can’t catch it. This is a cab, not a supersonic jet."

"Uh... Just keep up as best you can, follow its route, and I’ll give you two thousand."

"Alright then, hold on tight." For the sake of money, the driver practically floored it, and the engine roared as the car shot forward.

Indeed, money talks.

Although Lan Jiaojiao’s sports car was fast, it couldn’t go very fast in the city, and the taxi stuck behind it.

However, once they left the city, the taxi couldn’t keep up. Despite the driver’s skilled operation, it was no match for the speed of a sports car, and soon they could barely see its taillights.

But the black SUV couldn’t keep up either, so Qin Yi had the driver follow the black SUV.

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