Gavin Pan's thoughts were simple.
After taking this pill, Claire Zheng looked several years younger, and her skin improved dramatically.
A Youth-Preserving Beauty Pill like this—there isn't a single beauty product on the market that can compare!
Those women in the wealthy class never lack money. If this pill could be mass-promoted, wouldn't cash just pour into your pockets?
Gavin Pan couldn't resist the temptation—this was huge, easy money!
"You want to know?" Evan Lin glanced at him.
"Yes!" Gavin Pan nodded repeatedly. "If you tell me, I'll give you a hundred thousand yuan as a reward!"
A hundred thousand.
When Faye Zheng heard that number, she rolled her eyes inwardly.
To the Zheng family, a hundred thousand is basically pocket change.
"But for you, a hundred thousand is probably a lot, right?"
Faye Zheng glanced at Evan Lin with a playful look, thinking to herself.
When Joy Zheng gave Claire Zheng the pill earlier, she only said it came from Evan Lin and didn't elaborate.
Now, hearing Gavin Pan ask, Joy Zheng looked at Evan Lin with some concern.
To have a treasure is to invite trouble.
She understood that principle well, and she knew even more how valuable the Youth-Preserving Beauty Pill was. Hearing Gavin Pan ask, Joy Zheng instantly felt a bit of regret.
"Forget about the money."
Evan Lin shook his head. "This pill—I got it from someone else."
"Who? Can you introduce me?" Gavin Pan's face lit up.
"Probably not. He doesn't really like meeting strangers."
Hearing Evan Lin's words, Gavin Pan still tried to negotiate, but Evan had already stood up. "I'm full. You guys enjoy."
"Wait, hold on! If you think that's not enough, I can add more! Or ask that person—ask how much a Youth-Preserving Beauty Pill costs? I'll buy! I'll buy in bulk!" Gavin Pan shouted, panicking, afraid his money tree was about to walk away.
"Ten million per Youth-Preserving Beauty Pill. How many do you want?" Evan Lin glanced back at him, tone flat.
"T-Ten million!" Faye Zheng's eyes widened.
Gavin Pan's throat caught, his face flickering. "That's asking way too much! Even if the pill was made of diamonds, it wouldn't be worth that!"
"If a pill was just a few tens of thousands, maybe we could talk."
The Youth-Preserving Beauty Pill was great, Gavin Pan figured a single pill could probably sell for a hundred thousand or so.
But once the price hit ten million, that was pure fantasy.
Sure, those rich ladies had plenty of money, but that didn't mean they were idiots. People willing to spend ten million on a Youth-Preserving Beauty Pill—it's not that there aren't any, but they're definitely rare.
"That's right, ten million. Ten million per pill. That's the price. If you can't accept it, then forget it."
Of course Evan Lin could see right through Gavin Pan's scheme.
Evan Lin had always understood the huge commercial potential of the Youth-Preserving Beauty Pill. He just wasn't short on cash right now, but who knows—maybe one day he'd develop the pill for real.
The Miracle Hand Sect's alchemists still weren't good enough to make top-tier Nourishing Spirit Pills, but if it came to making lower-grade Youth-Preserving Beauty Pills, that was no problem.
Seeing Evan Lin about to leave, Joy Zheng got up as well, saying she needed to go pack up her things. Claire Zheng wanted to drive her, but Joy refused.
Once Evan Lin and Joy Zheng left, Gavin Pan slammed the table, face dark. "That guy has no manners at all!"
"Faye just poured him wine and apologized, and he still acted all high and mighty! I ask him about the pill, and he tells me ten million each! What does he think the Youth-Preserving Beauty Pill is, anyway? Even diamonds aren't worth that!"
Gavin Pan was furious. Watching a money-making opportunity slip away left him feeling extremely frustrated.
"That's enough!" Claire Zheng snapped, glaring at him. "Is this how an uncle is supposed to act? Now you're trying to make money off my nephew! How do you expect him to see me as his aunt after this?"
Claire Zheng was so disappointed in him, she was starting to wonder if she'd been blind to marry Gavin Pan in the first place.
Gavin Pan shrank back at Claire's scolding, looking aggrieved. "I'm just doing this for the family! That pill could be worth a fortune. If we sell it, we could finally hold our heads high at home!"
To outsiders, Gavin Pan looked like he was living the good life, but after so many years as a live-in son-in-law, he'd gotten plenty of cold looks from the Zheng family. He always wanted to prove himself, but he was just too clueless—nothing he did ever worked out, and he only ended up as a joke.
Hearing Gavin Pan's words, Claire Zheng softened, sighing. "Joy is my sister. No matter how long we've been apart, she's still my sister."
"Evan is her son. I don't want anyone targeting him, got it?"
As she spoke, Claire Zheng glanced at Faye Zheng.
"Got it, Mom. I'm full too. I'll go pack up my things. You guys take your time."
Faye Zheng didn't stick around. She left quickly, planning to go tell Leo Li and the others the "good news" and get them ready to head to Minghai.
As for Claire Zheng's last warning, Faye didn't take it seriously at all. After all, she wouldn't be the one doing anything. If something really happened to Evan Lin, there was no way anyone could blame her.
Evan Lin and Joy Zheng walked home together in silence.
"Xiaoyi, is that Youth-Preserving Beauty Pill really that expensive?" Joy Zheng was shocked by the price Evan had just quoted.
"I made that up. It's not really that much," Evan Lin shook his head, then remembered something. "Mom, when you go to Oceanport, no matter what, you have to wear that jade I gave you before."
Earlier, Evan Lin had refined a Harmony Jade Pendant for Joy Zheng. He'd gotten the jade from the old immortal in Zhaoyu Town, then added his own protective formations. As long as Joy wore it, nothing serious would happen to her.
"I know," Joy Zheng said, rubbing Evan's head with a sigh. "I can't believe you're almost eighteen already."
"I still remember when I first came to Whitewood, there weren't even paved roads—just endless fields of wheat as far as the eye could see."
"Now, those wheat fields are all high-rise apartments. You've grown up, and your mom's gotten old."
"It's time for me to go home, too."
This time, Joy Zheng was determined to go back—mostly because she was worried Evan Lin would be bullied there.
"Don't worry, Mom. If anyone in Oceanport bullies you, I'll beat them up."
"We don't pick fights, but we're definitely not afraid of them either."
"And if that doesn't work, I'll just call my master over and have him help beat them up!"