The Flourishing Era of Female Merchants

An Mi raised an eyebrow. "Since she's so eager to kill me, let her be happy for now."

"You mean..." Yan Bing frowned, "You mean you made An Xinlian mistakenly believe you were dead?"

“Yes, I’ll leave this matter to Miss Bing’er.” A strange glint appeared in An Mi’s eyes.

"Hehe, no problem, it's just a small favor. Bing'er will follow Miss Anmi's arrangements." Yan Bing said with a chuckle, her interest in watching the show growing stronger.

“Since we’re all on the same side, then Miss Bing’er can just call me An Mimi. Calling me Miss An Mimi would be too formal, wouldn’t it?” An Mimi also had a very good impression of Yan Bing.

“Then you can just call Mi’er Bing’er.” Yan Bing immediately replied, and the two women smiled at each other.

Bai Yi, standing to the side, frowned as he looked at the two women. He couldn't understand the friendship between them. They had only met for the first time, yet they hit it off so well. They were truly delighted to meet!

Yan Bing and An Mi exchanged pleasantries for a while. An Mi then gave Yan Bing some instructions. That evening, Yan Bing instructed his subordinates to bring An Xinlian up.

For the past few days, An Xinlian has been confined to the back mountain of the mountain stronghold. Apart from the twice-daily meal deliveries, she has not seen anyone else.

Standing before the bandit leader, An Xinlian naturally understood that news must have arrived. Overjoyed, she couldn't hide her excitement. "Boss, has everything been taken care of?"

Yan Bing, dressed in fiery red, swirled the wine in her glass, gave An Xinlian a strange look, and then downed the wine in one gulp. "It's done. I've killed the person. However, there are some things I'd like to clarify."

An Xinlian's heart skipped a beat. How could she not understand what the bandit leader wanted to find out? She twitched her lips and pretended not to understand, saying, "What does the boss want to find out? Just say it."

"Alright, you're quite straightforward. Now tell me, why didn't I know beforehand that there was a prince among this group?" Yan Bing's eyes narrowed, her tone suddenly rising. As she spoke, the wine cup in her hand slammed heavily to the ground with a thud. An Xinlian's heart trembled, and her expression became flustered.

Yan Bing saw her reaction and a cold smile curled at the corner of her lips. "Tell me, why is that?"

"I don't know which prince is among them, what I want is that woman's life." An Xinlian took a deep breath, trying to calm herself down.

Now that the matter has been settled, it is certain that the King of Bohai will die along with An Mi. This bandit leader wouldn't be foolish enough to let the tiger return to the mountain.

Yan Bing snorted lightly, "But now, I've even killed that prince, what do you suggest we do?"

What to do? An Xinlian was slightly taken aback. What could be done?

An Xinlian met Yan Bing's smile and asked, "What are you going to do?"

Yan Bing shrugged and chuckled, "What am I supposed to do? I want silver, double... no, triple the amount, three hundred thousand taels. I think you can afford that!"

Three hundred thousand taels? An Xinlian was shocked; that was a huge sum of money!

Now that An Mi is dead, her assets will soon fall into her hands. But where will she get such a large sum of money?

But in this bandit's den, what room did she have to bargain?

"Alright, I'll go back and raise the money, and I'll send it over as soon as possible," An Xinlian said. She wanted to raise the money first, no matter what. After all, An Mi's properties would all be hers in the future, and she could have as much as she wanted, right?

Just as she was thinking this, she heard Yan Bing's voice ring out again, "Go back? Go back where?"

An Xinlian paused, looked up and met Yan Bing's eyes. Seeing the smile on her face, she felt a sudden unease, and forced a smile. "Go back and get the money!"

"Hehe, do you know how much I want?" Yan Bing poured herself a glass of wine and sipped it leisurely.

"Didn't the boss just say? Three times the silver, three hundred thousand taels." An Xinlian tried her best to put on a smile, but her heart was being torn apart. Three hundred thousand taels, this bandit leader really is robbing us!

But what can we do?

"Ha! Who said it was 300,000 taels?" Yan Bing snorted coldly and then burst into laughter.

An Xinlian was slightly taken aback, looking at the woman in red in front of her, a bad premonition growing wildly in her heart, "Wh...what do you mean?"

She absolutely refused to believe that the bandit leader's appetite had shrunk; three hundred thousand taels was likely to increase rather than decrease.

Yan Bing raised an eyebrow and said with ill intent, "An Xinlian, listen to me carefully, what I want is three hundred thousand taels..."

An Xinlian frowned. What? The number hasn't changed? But...

The next moment, Yan Bing's voice rang out again, "Gold!"

These two words were uttered like a thunderclap from a clear sky: gold? Three hundred thousand taels of gold? This bandit leader actually wants three hundred thousand taels of gold!

“You…” An Xinlian’s face suddenly flushed red. What did 300,000 taels of gold mean? It was much more than the previous 300,000 taels of silver.

"Me? What about me? You don't mean you don't want to pay, do you?" Yan Bing sneered, holding her wine glass, and stood up to walk into the hall. "You should know what kind of place this is, and I'm a person who loves money more than life itself. If you don't want to pay, I won't be in a good mood. And if I'm in a bad mood, and I make a decision that's not good for you, then... hehe, I have to apologize to you in advance." Yan Bing stared intently at An Xinlian's face, which was flushed red with anger. Hmph, this woman dared to make a deal with her. For the sake of money, she wasn't against it. However, this woman dared to deceive her. Did she really think Yan Bing was a woman?

An Xinlian panicked. She didn't want to pay 300,000 taels of gold! But...

"How could that be? I'll go back and raise 300,000 taels of gold right away and bring it to you this morning, Boss." An Xinlian forced a smile and said insincerely.

Yan Bing looked at her face, and the sarcasm on her lips grew stronger. Was this woman really so hypocritical?

Perfect timing! She hates hypocritical women the most, so today, let her have a good time making fun of her!

“Go back? An Xinlian, I’m afraid you can’t go back.” Yan Bing frowned and spoke again.

"What? Why?" An Xinlian was shocked. She couldn't go back? "If we don't go back, how can we raise the money for you, Boss? Three hundred thousand taels of gold is no small sum."

“Who said you have to go back to raise the money? Besides, 300,000 taels of gold is indeed not a small amount. That’s why we can’t let you go back. If you take the opportunity to escape, who will I ask for 300,000 taels of gold?” Yan Bing reached out and patted An Xinlian’s shoulder lightly, enjoying the pleasure of teasing her.