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    Katelyn’s eyes remained intently on him. “What is it?”


    Before the vendor could respond, another voice chimed in, “I have already reserved all the Spring Snow Herb he has!”


    Katelyn and Vincent both turned to face the neer. Approaching them was a strong man, his skin adorned with various tattoos. A skull tattoo was prominently disyed on his face. His imposing build and intimidating tattoos gave him a fearsome appearance.


    He huffed arrogantly and dered, “You’re toote if you’re looking to buy.”


    Katelyn and Vincent shared a knowing look. The monopoly on such valuable resources was well-established.


    With a cold gaze, Vincent stepped forward and said politely, “We desperately need the Spring Snow Herb to save a life. I’ll pay you twice what you paid for it.”


    The man scoffed and crossed his arms in disdain. “No way. I need the Spring Snow Herb for a life-saving purpose too. Plus, do you really think I need the money?”


    Katelyn watched him quietly, her expression turning dark. He was arge man, with two guns tucked behind him. Those who controlled the Spring Snow Herb often sought to drive up its price. He would purchase it cheaply and sell it at a high price.


    Due to such individuals, the cost of the Spring Snow Herb had soared rmingly in recent years. Negotiating with such people was almost always impossible. If they couldn’t get their desired price, selling the Spring Snow Herb would equate to cutting off their own source of wealth.


    Vincent’s gaze grew darker as he said coldly, “Name your price, and I’ll pay it.”


    The man scrutinized Vincent, his look one of mockery. Businessmen had a knack for sizing up people.


    Vincent’s expensive clothes and his cold expression clearly marked him as someone extremely rich. Holding up two fingers, the man waved them before Vincent.


    Katelyn, puzzled, tentatively asked, “Two million?”


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    The man spat on the ground contemptuously. “What do I look like to you, a beggar?”


    Vincent’s brow furrowed, his look piercing as he said, “Twenty million?”


    A sarcastic smirk crossed the man’s face. “It’s two billion dors. Pay up, and the Spring Snow Herb is yours right away.”


    Katelyn’s expression chilled as she fixed her gaze on him sharply. “That price is absurd. While the Spring Snow Herb is valuable, it certainly isn’t worth that much!”


    Two billion dors… No ordinary person could gather that amount even if they saved for thousands of years. It was clear to Katelyn that this man was attempting to extort them. Her anger red.


    The man folded his arms, his smile frosty. “You need to save a life, don’t you? What’s more precious, a life or two billion dors?”


    Katelyn’s fists clenched, her eyes aze with fury. Such heartless profiteering was repulsive to her.


    She nced at the vendor, who was shocked by the exorbitant price set by the man. Initially, the vendor had thought his own price for the Spring Snow Herb was high. Yet he quickly realized some were even greedier than him. Inparison to this man, the vendor felt somewhat more ethical.


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