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87 Saint Laurent Academy 2

 When she saw Qi Meng's respectful attitude toward him, Shen Yanxiao could already guess that he was possibly a young master of the Qilin Family. Since she still needed to collaborate with Qilin Auction House, she decided to not offend her partner.

Furthermore, it did not hurt anyone if she were to address him as a senior, as more friends meant more pathways. In any case, they were both students at the Saint Laurent Academy, and he might be a useful ally in the future.

Shen Yanxiao's mind started to spin, and she started to assess his exploitation value with a simple two-sentence conversation. She then pondered about how she could squeeze him dry.

"You have been very good to our business, but it seemed like I haven't gotten your name. I am Qi Xia from the Qilin Family. What is your name?" Qi Xia smiled and looked at Shen Yanxiao.

'Qi Xia?' Shen Yanxiao had learned about the other four aristocratic families from Shen Siyu. She had heard that the Qilin Family was the first family to confirm their next Family Head and the person that they had chosen as the heir was the young man who stood in front of her, Qi Xia.

It was said that Qi Xia's talent in commercial trade could 'insta-kill' all the other merchants in the Longxuan Empire.

Shen Yanxiao no longer saw him as a mere handsome young man when she learned that his real identity was the Qilin Family's future Family Head. What she saw was a walking gold mountain instead!

"Shen Jue."

Shen Jue was the identity that Shen Feng had arranged for Shen Yanxiao to use when she enrolled in the Saint Laurent Academy. Only the Vermilion Bird Family knew about Shen Yanxiao's recovery and because of the Vermilion Bird by her side, Shen Feng had also sealed off every single piece of information about Shen Yanxiao. He even arranged for her to use the unremarkable identity of a younger member from another branch of the Vermillion Bird's family.

She was bound to meet Qi Xia again in the academy, and she knew exactly what she had to say to him.

"School will start in two days. Feel free to come to me if there's anything that you're not accustomed to in the academy." Qi Xia generously offered.

"Then, I'll have you thank you in advance." Shen Yanxiao decided not to be modest.

"Which division are you applying for?" Qi Xia asked with a smile.

"The Herbalist Division." Shen Yanxiao did not bother to conceal anything.

Qi Xia stared blankly for a moment and smiled soon after. "Herbalists are very popular. I look forward to seeing you when you've become an Advanced Herbalist in the future. When the time comes, do remember to give priority to the Qilin Auction House to sell your potions. I guarantee that we'd be able to give you the most satisfactory price."

"Naturally." Shen Yanxiao smiled in reply.

Both of them exchanged conventional greetings, and Qi Meng did not dare not say another word. He could not understand the reason behind his young master's generosity with the young customer. He already thought it was strange when Qi Xia had asked him to pay more attention to that customer. He even offered his help to the young customer at the academy. Qi Meng thought it was a little inconceivable.

Even though a majority of herbalists were influential figures that most would not even dare to approach, what kind of status did the Qilin Auction have? Many herbalists had wanted to work for them, but a junior herbalist could not even take a single step across the Qilin Auction House's threshold. The little customer was still so young and had yet to successfully enter the Herbalist Division, but the young master was already so polite toward him. It was quite different from his usual style.

Who would know how well the young customer would turn out in the future? Even if the young master had wanted to invest in his potential, was that not a little unreliable?

Qi Meng had lots that he wanted to say, but he did not dare to voice his opinions. He thought that it was better to stand at one side and to listen obediently.