"Don't go." Jiang Yeqian pulled on her sleeve.

"Why not?" Qi Qingyao asked. Her sharp intuition was telling her that something was not quite right. Perhaps… "Do you know him?"

"No!" Jiang Yeqian said quickly.

If he did not know the person, why would he stop her from going?

Qi Qingyao put on her mask, her face the epitome of determination. Just as she was about to get off her chair, she discovered that the red ribbons around her and Jiang Yeqian's wrists were still there. When she asked Jiang Yeqian to untie hers, Jiang Yeqian shook his head in resignation, and cut them off with a pair of scissors.

Qi Qingyao twirled her wrists for a bit and discovered that she could still see Jiang Yeqian.

Then she got up.

She swooped over to the man holding the cat with two quick steps.

"Hello you... beautiful fish!"

Lu Yan: "..."

Stupefied, he stared at the "fish" that was half a head shorter than him and said nothing.

Qi Qingyao's gaze fell on the cat. She said with a grin, "Your cat looks expensive. You must be rich."

Lu Yan kept silent.

Qi Qingyao said seriously, "I don't wanna bother with guessing your identity. Bro, I have some condorvine, Red Face Flowers and some Hundred Spirit Fruits. Do you want them?"

After he heard her mention condorvine and Red Face Flowers, Lu Yan's first reaction was: "Where is your stall?"

"Are you really gonna buy them?" Qi Qingyao's eyes lit up immediately. This man with a fortune cat must be rich. She quickly pulled him toward her stall. "Ah, come on, follow me."

Jiang Yeqian realized that Lu Yan was coming toward his direction along with his servants.

The two of them had known each other when they were both in the capital.

Although both of them looked like "fishes" now, Jiang Yeqian did not want to interact with Lu Yan, as he had sharp eyes and Jiang Yeqian had no intention of being discovered.

As such, he took a few steps toward the other stalls.

The few servants followed behind their master, Lu Yan, carrying some boxes.

Qi Qingyao pulled the rich man toward her own stall. She did not realize that Jiang Yeqian had left. She said, as if she was presenting her treasures, "This is my stall."

Lu Yan petted his cat while looking at the pile of thousand-year ginsengs sold at the stall, the other herbs, and the hanging sign above that said "a hundred thousand taels". He thought, 'A hundred thousand taels of gold for all of these is quite a good deal.'

Qi Qingyao realized that the rich man was spacing out. She quickly recommended, "What if you buy everything? All for a hundred thousand taels! It's very cheap!"

"Sure. One hundred thousand taels then." Lu Yan was about to have his servants haul the boxes full of gold and hand them over to her, but Qi Qingyao was already getting emotional. "Wow, are you really going to give me a hundred thousand taels of silver? I'm rich!"

Lu Yan: "..."

Silver?

Silver???

He asked, somewhat in disbelief, "A hundred thousand taels of silver?"

Qi Qingyao pouted. "Ah, you! Did you think I was talking about a hundred thousand copper coins?"

"Sure, it's a deal. A hundred thousand taels of silver."

Lu Yan did not hesitate at all before taking out a huge pile of paper money from the inside of his clothes and throwing all of them onto her stall table. Qi Qingyao slumped on the table and quickly started counting them.

Lu Yan had already ordered his servants to take everything away, including the piece of cloth on the floor.

The process only took a few seconds.

Lu Yan asked his men to leave the ghost market quickly.

Qi Qingyao did not care why the rich man had left so quickly, as she was busy counting the money.

She was happily counting when a "fish" from the other stall called out to her seriously, sounding like an older man.

"Young girl."

"How did you know I'm a young girl?"

Both of them were wearing masks!

How did she look like a young girl to him?