The crowd gathering around was buzzing with conversation, each person contributing to the chatter, all excited about the ginseng taken out by the middle-aged man.
"Oh, I thought it was something special, but it's just a ginseng plant. It's no big deal. We have plenty of those at my place," Fang Yi and his friends heard a discordant voice.
However, it wasn't spoken loudly, more like murmured under the breath.
Huang Xiaotian crossed his arms over his chest, giving off a cocky vibe.
Lei Wan'er mocked, "Stop showing off. The ginseng at your place is all artificially cultivated, probably gifts from visitors during the holidays, right?"
Huang Xiaotian protested with a snort, "Anyway, we've got plenty at home!"
Lei Wan'er didn't want to discuss such trivial matters with Huang Xiaotian and then turned to Fang Yi.
