Jian Lecheng slapped the table. "Lai Wu, you are oblivious. That so-called Divine Doctor charges an exorbitant fee for consultation, yet no one has ever heard what abilities he actually possesses! Just as Your Highness has said before, he must be a charlatan, a fame-seeker preying on the gullible!"
Leng Yu Yan asked in a tone light as the clouds and breeze, "However high the consultation fee might be, how high can it get?"
"Ten thousand gold!" Jian Lecheng declared righteously indignant. "Ten thousand gold, and yet the Divine Doctor refuses to leave his retreat, not even showing his face. Tell me, isn't that the behavior of a swindler, a fame-seeker? In my opinion, he must be guilty of something!"
As Leng Yu Yan lifted the lid of the food container, she hesitated—the one who had offered ten thousand gold—
—it was Ye Yiheng!
She quickly lowered her gaze, composed her emotions, and took out a few plates of pastries made by Miao Zhu.