The School Beauty’s Super Rogue

A hundred million?

You know, the flea market has been operating for so many years.

It’s rather unusual to have about five instances of herb transactions reaching over a hundred million each year.

Now, Qin Hao casually mentions a blast?

Indeed, it’s true that alchemists are wealthy.

But still, one must spend money wisely.

Alchemy is inherently a lavish endeavor.

Precisely because of this, money cannot be spent carelessly.

This is why Chu Head and Old Li are so astonished.

Upon seeing their expressions, Qin Hao felt a bit speechless internally.

To be honest.

A hundred million is truly considered low for Nine Nether Grass.

Because the Nine Nether Pill can enhance a certain amount of Spiritual Qi.

This effect is crucial for Qin Hao.

If you force him to put it metaphorically, even if the price multiplied tenfold, he’d still think it’s worth the money.

After all, this is an era of scarcity in Spiritual Qi, where every bit is incredibly precious.

"Phew!"

Old Li took a deep breath for a long time and then spoke once his emotions were stabilized: "I don’t know what this grass is, but I trust you, Younger Brother Qin, so this transaction..."

At that moment, a voice rang out.

"Wait!"

The three people present were slightly startled, and turned around to see a young man in a Daoist robe walking over from not far away.

That young man had a hairpin inserted in his hair and wore wooden clogs, looking like an ancient Daoist.

As he walked closer, his eyes greedily wandered over the Nine Nether Grass, clicking his tongue in wonder: "It’s such an Exotic Grass. Even though we don’t know how to refine Immortal Pills, offering it to the master would certainly be a good filial gift."

After speaking, he turned to look at Old Li, with a defiant expression: "I want this grass, name your price."

"Daoist He... This... isn’t right..." Old Li said with some difficulty.

Daoist He, originally named He Yugang, is a famous young scion within the flea market.

Old Li is wary of his background and strength, truly difficult to offend.

"What? What are you saying?" He Yugang said with a hint of anger on his face.

"Well, it’s like this... this Nine Nether Grass was first desired by this gentleman... I was about to agree to sell it to him..." Old Li explained in a weak tone.

"About to agree means you haven’t agreed yet, right? Now, I want this grass, are you still resistant?" He Yugang spoke lightly, but his voice carried a threat.

Old Li lowered his head and said nothing.

Though a cunning merchant, he has been running the shop for many years with a major focus on reputation.

He was about to finalize this business deal, which now seems destroyed.

Wouldn’t it affect his reputation?

Of course, he is still afraid of He Yugang.

He could only keep quiet, with a frustrated expression.

"Humph!"

He Yugang was very angry, initially planning to teach Old Li a lesson, but upon turning around and seeing Qin Hao, his eyes narrowed as he said coldly: "Hey kid, I’m not unreasonable. Here’s a million, let me have the grass."

Qin Hao’s expression didn’t change; he responded very simply: "No."

"You?" Now, He Yugang was truly stunned.

Is it because I haven’t lost my temper for too long?

Leading these trash to dare defy me?

Rage boiled in his heart, as He Yugang stared menacingly at Qin Hao: "You little brat, are you looking to die?"

Qin Hao calmly looked at him: "Your farting expression is cute."

"Good! Very good!" He Yugang laughed angrily, "Your mouth is very foul, I like it, because only such a mouth is fun to tear apart."

"Brother Qin, maybe we should just drop it!"

At this point, Chu Head came over, worriedly saying: "Young Master He’s background is deep, we can’t afford to provoke him."

"Hey, now that you want to run, it’s too late!"

He Yugang began to act insolent, speaking haughtily: "However, lately I’ve been feeling generous, so it wouldn’t be impossible to let this brat go. How about this, he cripples his own hands, then gives me a kowtow apology, and that should be about right."

After a bunch of words, Qin Hao suddenly laughed, laughing loudly.

He Yugang glared and asked: "What’s so funny!"

Qin Hao said amidst laughter: "I’m laughing at how you, an idiot, are so good at self-satisfying! Who told you I planned to step back? And yet, you’re already indulging in fantasy. Do beasts like you usually prefer to play this way?"

"Damn you!"

Enraged, He Yugang swung his hand fiercely toward Qin Hao’s face.

He thought this strike could crush Qin Hao’s head.

But then, a sound of wind arose.

Qin Hao sidestepped, while He Yugang’s strike hit only air.

He hesitated for a moment, ready to pursue, but Qin Hao called out: "Chu Head, isn’t this guy breaking the rules?"

At the flea market, the clearest rule is no fighting.

Yet now, He Yugang is blatantly breaking the law!

Chu Head gave a wry smile: "Brother Qin, this rule only applies to us regular merchants and civilians. It’s ineffective for the management."

"Management?" Qin Hao seemed puzzled.

He Yugang laughed hysterically: "Ha ha ha, little brat, my master is the management here, now you understand the consequences of offending me!"

Now Qin Hao understood.

Turns out, this guy’s master is the boss.

Thus, he comes with privileges.

Alright then.

Qin Hao felt a bit helpless, "So, it means only you’re allowed to hit me, and I’m not allowed to hit you?"

"That’s right. Little brat, if you dare strike, I’ll call the guards, and you’ll end up without a burial place!" He Yugang’s face showed vengeful pleasure: "You dared to insult me earlier, now it’s my turn to act. So, should I cut off your tongue or your nose first?"

He thought Qin Hao would be intimidated.

But surprisingly, the situation deviated.

Qin Hao only scoffed: "You can shut up now."

Then, he stomped forward instantly, delivering a powerful punch.

"What!"

He Yugang had never seen such astonishing speed.

Without time to react, his chest was struck by the fist.

Crack!

The sound of bones breaking echoed.

He Yugang’s chest was in intense pain, his body flying through the air, crashing into Old Li’s stall before landing on the ground.

"I..."

On the ground, He Yugang clutched his chest, blood continuously spraying from his mouth. He wanted to speak, but had no strength, finally spitting a mouthful of blood with a "pfft."

"This..."

Beside, Old Li and Chu Head were both stunned.

They thought this scene was an illusion.

Rubbing their eyes, it’s real!

He Yugang.

Was truly beaten like a dead dog!

This brother Qin, what on earth is he doing!

Was he planning to create a big mess!

Immediately, Old Li and Chu Head held their heads, full of regret.

They regretted having brought Qin Hao here.

If later He Yugang’s master or brothers came, Qin Hao getting wrecked would be one thing.

They both feared they’d get dragged into it too.

If possible, Old Li and Chu Head would definitely cry now.

Sadly, too much fear made them unable to cry.

"Brother Qin, you’ve caused a huge mess!" After being terrified for a while, Chu Head could only say this to Qin Hao.