Ling Luo shrugged, his tone full of disdain: "Then you go to the auction and find a miracle doctor. As far as I know, if you want to reset the eyeball, you need at least the elixir refined by a second-level alchemist.
Can you please move?"
It seems that the third uncle from Zhiren Pavilion will have to give him a heads up when they meet next time.
"Humph, don't be too proud. Sooner or later you will cry." Yu said nothing more and walked away.
Ling Luo curled her lips indifferently. She had long been immune to such threats. She was more concerned about the auction in the afternoon.
Seven bottles, can she have something to look forward to?
Thinking of this, my bad mood in the morning suddenly improved a lot.
Ling Nie punished her to spend three months in isolation, which was not a bad thing. At least during these three months, she could do whatever she liked.
Ling Luo went back to his room to practice all morning, had a simple meal at noon, rested for a while, and then went out in disguise.
The news that Zhiren Pavilion had released seven bottles of skin-beautifying spirit liquid early had already caused a sensation in the whole city. Even famous families from Lincheng came to hear the news.
When Ling Luo arrived, the auction venue was already overcrowded. She lowered her hat and went directly to Xuanzi Pavilion.
There is no doubt that she was warmly welcomed by the young master Shu Jun and her third uncle. The third most beautiful man who was famous in Yingyang City actually poured tea and water for her personally.
Ling Luo had a smile on her lips and accepted it calmly. 10% of the profit was not a small amount. Moreover, the other party was obviously interested in wooing her and had the intention of long-term cooperation.
"Girl, I don't know your surname yet?" Young Master Shu Jun handed over the best quality tea with a smile on his face.
Ling Luo thought for a moment, then lowered his voice and said, "My surname is Luo."
Young Master Shu Jun nodded and said: "Miss Luo, yesterday, the side wife of the Ling Mansion came to visit in person and presented countless gold and silver, just to get a bottle of skin-beautifying liquid."
"Oh? Really." Ling Luo took a sip of tea, which was slightly astringent in the mouth and left a fragrant aroma on her teeth and cheeks.
Young Master Shu Jun sat down on the other side of the deep pear wood table next to Ling Luo, and said: "Since our Zhiren Pavilion has promised Miss Luo in advance, we will definitely not accept any favor from General Ling's Mansion."
Ling Luo put down the teacup with a faint smile in her voice: "Very good, I'm very satisfied. I believe my master must be very satisfied as well."
When the third uncle heard Ling Luo mentioning her master, he immediately became interested. He was a veteran in the martial arts world and had already seen that the person who refined this skin-beautifying liquid was far superior to him in cultivation.
"I came here this time to bring a request from my master." Ling Luo got straight to the point and explained his purpose.
The third uncle hurriedly said: "I don't know what Miss Luo's respected master requires, but we at Zhiren Pavilion will do our best to comply with it."
Ling Luo said in a deep voice: "In the past few days, if the Ling Mansion sends someone to ask Zhiren Pavilion to treat the eldest son's eyes, please refuse decisively."
The third uncle agreed almost without hesitation: "Okay, no problem."
"It's so refreshing!" Ling Luo's hoarse voice, which was deliberately lowered, was filled with obvious joy, "In the future, I will leave it to you, Zhiren Pavilion, for the new medicines refined by my master."
"Is this true?" Young Master Shu Jun's eyes were shining like gems.
Ling Luo said hoarsely: "Of course I take it seriously."
Young Master Shu Jun is a very shrewd businessman, and he immediately said: "From now on, our Shu family will only take half of all transactions with Miss Luo, and the rest will be given to the girl."