The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage by Chu

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.

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

but the Hyperion Root only had nine tertiary

you if I find out you're lying!" Sif snapped at Frank, but her

shrugged. "Why don't you ask the boy from Hundred

from Hundred Bane Sect! Get over here!" Sif snapped at Tavis Holt right then, summoning him over. "The Hyperion Root—does it grow

giving the Hyperion Root his full attention. and his face soon fell, with seat trickling down

he did not bid for it, or his mentor would have his head for it. The

was harvested too early. Each Hyperion Root is a secondary root, and

Another tertiary root would be growing out