Xu Zitian felt truly exhausted. It was no wonder their master refused to officially take Wu Xingshun as a disciple—just look at his lack of comprehension. Still, Wu Xingshun had endured hardships to accompany him here, showing genuine dedication.
"I told you, that's their capability. If you were in their shoes, what would you do?" Xu Zitian asked.
Wu Xingshun didn't even think before blurting out, "Then I would also lower the prices a bit."
"What if people still think your prices are too high? Can you keep dropping them until you hit rock bottom?" Xu Zitian countered.
"I'd at least need to break even," Wu Xingshun replied.
"It's the exact same logic," Xu Zitian said, pointing at the queue ahead. "There is only so much silver to go around. Yet, with all the patients in the world, not even His Majesty would dare make such a promise..."
