"Don’t rush!" Ye Zi’an took the letter again and looked at it carefully for a long ti, then said, "First go back and have soone investigate those who are particularly skilled in dicine and poison. Judging by this self-proclaid title, it should be an old master, knowledgeable in pharmacology and a recluse. Soone should know."
"Once we have so information, we can slowly start finding people. Having so news is better than none."
Seeing that Yang Chuxia’s face still wasn’t looking good, he comforted her, "Our little one is a clever kid and knows martial arts. He’ll take care of himself. Don’t be fooled by him acting like a little fool in front of us, he’s actually smart. My dear, be at ease."
"This is the best we can do for now." Yang Chuxia nodded.
"Let’s go, we’ll head back to the city first."
"Alright"
Leaving the straw cottage, Ye Zi’an had soone lock the doors and windows.
Then he mounted the horse, "Co on up, my dear!"
On the way here, they rode separately, but Ye Zi’an now wanted to ride together, fearing that Yang Chuxia might have an accident riding alone because she looked fatigued.
Yang Chuxia didn’t fuss and, with Ye Zi’an’s support, sat in front of him.
"Onward!"
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"You little brat, hehe, your old lady and the others have left already."
After Yang Chuxia and Ye Zi’an’s group had departed, the white-bearded old man returned, carrying Yangyang.
"You old geezer, you’re so annoying, I’ve missed another chance to see my mom."
"Hey, why are you such a nuisance? You’re like a baby not yet weaned, always talking about your mom. Isn’t it annoying?"
"Can’t you see? My mom and my handso dad love very much. I want to go ho."
"Shut up, ntion ho again and I’ll poison you mute." The old man’s glare was quite intimidating, though he’d be scarier without those long eyebrows.
"Fine, I won’t ntion it. You grumpy old geezer, humph," Yangyang snorted coldly, crossing his arms and glaring at him, "Why’d you co back anyway?"
"Ca back for sothing." The old man stroked his beard and bent down to retrieve a dicine bottle from a hidden cabinet, saying, "You lucky brat, eting . Let tell you, this dicine of mine is extrely powerful, one pill can boost your internal strength for ten years."
"That good?" Upon hearing this, Yangyang imdiately brightened, "Old man, see how well we get along. Could you give a few?"
Hearing his words, the old man almost spat blood, "You little brat, have any sha? Do you know how amazing this dicine is? Giving you one is already doing you a favor, and you want several?"
Yangyang rolled his eyes, "Old man, don’t be so stingy, clearly you made this dicine yourself. Just refine a few more. If you’re short on herbs, I can write to my mom to help you find so. Don’t worry about expensive herbs, my mom has plenty of silver."
The old man had been living in seclusion for years, descending the mountain only once a year. Despite his skills, he had little silver. Planning to travel soon, he didn’t need herbs imdiately, but silver was needed.
This kid claid his mother was wealthy, which he knew to be true. Large households rarely lacked silver.
"In that case, I’ll sell it to you! One thousand taels per pill!"
"Pfft..." Yangyang widened his eyes, "You’re robbing !"
"Yes, I’m robbing you, take it or leave it!"
Yangyang started pondering that perhaps he could seize this opportunity to send a ssage to his parents, letting them know he’s doing well.
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