Feng Yuqin curled the corner of her mouth slightly. "You'll know when we get there."
Less than half an hour later, the Money-devouring Beast saw its mistress standing in front of a trading house.
"Mistress, what are you doing here at the trading house?" the Money-devouring Beast asked.
"Of course, I'm here to make a deal." Feng Yuqin stepped inside.
As soon as she entered, a waiter came over. "Good day, sir/madam. Are you here for a trade or shopping?"
"May I see your manager?" Feng Yuqin asked and then added, "I won't disappoint your manager."
The waiter was clearly a smart one. Although Feng Yuqin was wearing a veil hat and he only knew she was a woman without seeing her face, her aura was so strong that it couldn't be ignored.
"Please wait a moment, sir/madam. I'll go and ask the manager right away." The waiter led Feng Yuqin to a seat nearby and then turned around and went upstairs.
Shortly after, the waiter came downstairs again and led Feng Yuqin to a private room on the upper floor. Then he closed the door and left.
The manager was a middle-aged man who looked like a typical businessman, with a glint of wisdom in his eyes.
"I wonder what business you have with me, miss?" The manager sized up Feng Yuqin calmly. When he noticed that Feng Yuqin was only at the first level of the Soul Realm, a flicker of doubt crossed his mind.
Feng Yuqin didn't beat around the bush. She took out a box. "I have a deal. The manager can take a look at the stakes first."
"Miss, you should know that most of the trades in our trading house are handled by others. It's very rare for me to get involved. Now that you've specifically asked to see me, if the stakes aren't high enough, it might not be so easy for you to leave this trading house today."
The manager's meaning was clear. If she was really here for a serious deal, there would be no problem. But if she was just here to play a trick on him, he wouldn't be polite. After all, Feng Yuqin's strength was too weak to be taken seriously.
"Manager, don't worry. Not only will I leave your trading house safely today, but you'll also be looking forward to my next visit." Feng Yuqin said confidently.
The thing she took out was the Five-turn Mysterious Origin Pill from the Money-devouring Beast's space.
Although it was the lowest-grade Mysterious Origin Pill in the space, to refine a Five-turn Mysterious Origin Pill, the alchemist's level had to be at least above level five.
There wasn't a single level-five alchemist in the entire Western Song State. So this Five-turn Mysterious Origin Pill was now a priceless item.
From the original owner's memory, she knew that the master behind this trading house was Meng Xiucheng, the son of the current Grand Marshal Meng Deyi.
The Grand Marshal had a grandson named Meng Xingyu who was injured during a competition.
This incident had caused quite a stir at that time, so even the original owner, who rarely interacted with the outside world, had heard the servants in the mansion talking about it.
The Grand Marshal and the Prime Minister were sworn enemies, and his character was much better than her scumbag father's. So she was sure she was right to come here.
Hearing Feng Yuqin's tone, the manager gave her a puzzled look and opened the box.
When he saw the Five-turn Mysterious Origin Pill inside, he thought he was hallucinating.
So the manager did a very childish thing.
He rubbed his eyes with both hands and looked again. He wasn't hallucinating.
He was still worried that he was dreaming, so he pinched his own arm hard.
Seeing him pinch himself so hard, Feng Yuqin twitched the corner of her mouth.
Just from that hard pinch, she was sure that his arm would be bruised.
The manager grimaced in pain, but he still excitedly held the box. His look at Feng Yuqin had changed, and his voice was filled with excitement and tremors. "Mis... miss, where did you get this Five-turn Mysterious Origin Pill?"
Although he had never seen a Five-turn Mysterious Origin Pill, after the young master's accident, the Meng family had been looking for this pill. So he had memorized all the details about the Mysterious Origin Pill.
Not to mention anything else, just the strong medicinal fragrance was enough for him to confirm that this was the legendary Mysterious Origin Pill, and it was a Five-turn one.
In the Western Song State, it was not easy to refine a Three-turn one.
The young master's condition required at least a Four-turn Mysterious Origin Pill to be completely cured. Pills below Four-turn could only treat the symptoms but not the root cause.
"This question doesn't have to be answered, does it?" Feng Yuqin asked calmly.
"Of course, of course." The manager quickly replied. "I was just too excited. Please forgive me if I offended you, miss."
Feng Yuqin nodded. "It seems that the manager is very satisfied with this stake. Can we start discussing the content of the deal now?"
The manager quickly nodded. "Yes, miss. Please feel free to say whatever you want. As long as we can do it, there will definitely be no problem."
If it weren't for the need to receive Feng Yuqin, he would have rushed back to the Meng family with the Five-turn Mysterious Origin Pill immediately.
"Actually, it's not a big deal. It's just that Ji Wenjie, the second young master of the Ji family, entered the yamen at noon today. I just think that since he's already in there, there's no need for him to come out." Feng Yuqin said calmly.
The manager immediately understood. "Don't worry, miss. Ji Wenjie will definitely not come out."
"Can you make the decision?" Feng Yuqin raised an eyebrow.
"If miss had used other stakes, I might not have been able to make the decision. But since miss is offering the Five-turn Mysterious Origin Pill, it means that miss knows that our young master is in great need of this pill." The manager didn't hide anything.
Hearing this, Feng Yuqin nodded in satisfaction. "Okay, since you're so straightforward, I won't say much more. However..."
Hearing her words, the manager's heart skipped a beat. He was worried that he couldn't satisfy Feng Yuqin and she would take back the pill. So he respectfully said to Feng Yuqin, "Miss, please feel free to put forward any requirements. As long as our trading house can do it, we will never decline."
"The manager is really a straightforward person." Feng Yuqin looked at the manager. "The Ji family is also a merchant family. They're almost half imperial merchants, and they're also related to the Prime Minister's Mansion by marriage. So if anything happens to Ji Wenjie in the yamen, the Meng family and the Ji family will completely fall out."
The manager said indifferently, "So what? Our Meng family doesn't even put the Prime Minister's Mansion in our eyes, let alone the Ji family."
Feng Yuqin smiled. "In that case, at noon on the third day, Ji Wenjie will be beheaded in public. Of course, during this period, no news about Ji Wenjie's beheading can be leaked. What do you think, manager?"
"Excellent." The manager said with a smile.
The calm way they talked was not like they were discussing taking someone's life, but like they were saying, "What shall we have for dinner tonight?"
While Feng Yuqin was having a pleasant conversation with the manager, Feng Qing on the other side was not so happy.
After leaving Yan Aoyun's courtyard, she didn't go back to her own courtyard immediately. Instead, she went straight to the Second Lady's courtyard.
The Second Lady was looking at the accounts. Hearing her daughter's footsteps, a kind smile appeared on her face.
However, this smile didn't last long because she heard Feng Qing's shrill voice. "Mother, I want Feng Yuqin and her mother dead. No, I want them to live in more pain than death."
The Second Lady suddenly looked up. When she saw the bloodstain on her daughter's neck, a flicker of anxiety crossed her eyes. "Qing'er, what's wrong with your neck?"
"It's Feng Yuqin." Feng Qing said with a distorted expression. "Mother, give me a few powerful secret guards. I'm going to kill Feng Yuqin."
"Shut up." The Second Lady glared at her daughter, motioned for the maid beside her to close the courtyard door, and then pulled her daughter into the room. Only then did she ask, "What on earth happened? Tell me in detail."
Hearing this, Feng Qing immediately told her what had happened.
After listening, a flicker of doubt crossed the Second Lady's eyes. "Qing'er, are you sure what you said is true? And not something you imagined?"
Her daughter was at the fifth level of the Soul Realm. Before the marriage alliance, Feng Yuqin couldn't even practice. Now, although she could practice, she was only at the first level of the Soul Realm. How could she possibly injure her daughter?
Feng Qing widened her eyes and pointed at her neck. "Mother, do you think I cut my own neck with a dagger?"