The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage by Chu

Chapter 713

Frank sneered. "Ms. Lionheart, don't you think you're being overconfident? Also, word of advice—take a closer

look at what you're holding. Does it really have a hundred years' worth of medicinal value?"

"What?" Sif did a double take but did not check her Hyperion Root as she retorted, "This is a Hyperion Root—

there's no faking it. The roots are intertwined, a crystalline yellow and carries a fresh scent. How could it not be a

hundred years old?"

"That's not quite right." Frank shook his head and smiled. "Ms. Lionheart, the Hyperion Root grows one tertiary

root every ten years, so why don't you start counting if it's the right number?"

Frank's words finally built doubt in Sif at that—if memory serves, it should be ten.

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"One, two, three..." She started counting, her face soon falling once she stopped at nine.

She counted again and again, but the Hyperion Root only had nine tertiary roots. And she was dead certain there

was no tenth root.

"Are you sure the roots decide the age?! I'll kill you if | find out you're lying!" Sif snapped at Frank, but her

expression was clearly uncomfortable and her voice was shaking.

Frank shrugged. "Why don't you ask the boy from Hundred Bane Sect? They'd know nature's treasures the best."

"Hey! You, from Hundred Bane Sect! Get over here!" Sif snapped at Tavis Holt right then, summoning him over.

"The Hyperion Root—does it grow tertiary roots every ten years?"

"That's true." Tavis glanced a lazy look at Frank before giving the Hyperion Root his full attention. and his face

soon fell, with seat trickling down his cheeks.

It was fortunate he did not bid for it, or his mentor would have his head for it. The Hyperion Root was really too

young!

Still, he flashed an awkward smile. "Well, I'm sorry to tell you this, but the Hyperion Root was harvested too

early. Each Hyperion Root is a secondary root, and it must have ten tertiary roots for a hundred years' worth of

medicinal value."

Tavis then pointed at a little bulb on the root. "There. Another tertiary root would be growing out of that bulge—it

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still needs another ten years to fully mature."

"Another ten years?!" Sif gaped, finally convinced.

Even fools would know how much a difference ten years makes for a herb, in both medicinal value and price.

Being harvested a year early would mean a waste of effort, let alone ten.

In short, it was a dud.

Seeing the scowl on Sif's face right then, Tavis quickly assured her, "Be rest assured, Ms. Lionheart— even if it's

too young, it's not trash. With proper fertilizing, it would grow again."

"Yes." Frank nodded as he commented. "Soaking it in special nutrients for ten years will do, more or less. Sell it

at that point, and you'd make a killing."