Chapter Twenty-Seven: Medicinal Herbs

"Mistress, someone came from outside to say that we don't need to go to the Old Madam's courtyard to pay our respects for the time being. This is the portion of the New Year's gifts allocated to our courtyard," Xiao Que said, returning from an errand with the news and a gift package.

"Did you find out what happened?" Although Qin Mingyue did not enjoy paying these visits, she had to ask clearly to avoid committing any social faux pas.

"The aunt from Yangzhou sent people over with New Year's gifts, and the Old Madam fell ill shortly afterward."

The aunt from Yangzhou—that would be Jia Min, she thought.

As Li You listened to Manager Dai's introduction, he calculated in his mind. He did not intend to rely solely on the capital he currently had; he needed to find a way to attract more funds. As for the bureaucratic red tape, his recent dismissal from office had disrupted his plans, but if worst came to worst, he would have to seek out the Grand Princess of Guide to smooth things over.

Han Rong, serving as the Vice Director of the Imperial Treasury, was responsible for assisting the Director, Huangfu Song. It was a vital position; in the future, all reserve officials of the Great Han would likely have to act according to Liu Bei's whims.

Because the paths in the misty forest were randomly generated, it seemed that no one from the Muyun Academy had ever visited such a temple.

Zheng Yu felt a bit embarrassed. His original intention had only been to use these ingredients to please Youyouzi; he had not expected things to turn out this way.

Even so, Tao Tao's body was slowly growing weaker. After all, no matter how much Tao Hui avoided disturbing things in the house, he could not change the weather outside or the dampness within; he could only do his best to stabilize every aspect of their lives.

"Good!" When Zhu Houzhao heard that she intended to host a feast of gratitude, he was overjoyed and said impatiently, "Let's go. You just wait for our good news; within three days at the latest, this matter will definitely be handled."

"So you are Zhao Xing, the tyrant of Shangdang who colludes with bandits and foreign enemies to plague the local people?" Zhang Liao asked, pointing his spear directly at Zhao Xing, his voice filled with fury.

Yiyi thought she had misperceived the sensation, but then an agonizing pain tore through her consciousness, causing her to writhe on the ground. A moment later, as the pain finally subsided, she realized in a shock that it was related to the Xia family's soul jade tablet. She had never expected the Xia family to go to such lengths for a "waste" like her.

Losing His Integrity nearly popped his eyes out in shock; he jumped up and gave Zheng Yu a fierce smack on the back of the head.

Zheng Yu pressed the white light sphere—the transformed Z16—into Nelson's "Dauntless," turning it into the anti-matter magic blade he had once used. However, compared to before, the dark light of the anti-matter blade was much more translucent, and the blade itself was more than twice as long.

"Very well, I will now undo the light screen restraint. If you dare to play any tricks, I will kill you at any cost," Qing Xuan threatened before deactivating the nine-colored barrier.

Upon reaching the twentieth item, Guo Dashu's eyes scanned the medicinal herbs like a scanner, trying to catch every detail to determine what they were.

"Sigh, fine, fine. Give us two mugs of iced dark beer and also..." The leader spoke eloquently to the clerk, and one could see the clerk's expression soften significantly.

Then, Shadow Guard No. 4 pressed a slightly raised spot on a nearby tree, and the manhole cover immediately opened.

"Forget it! As long as I can subdue this Golden Peng, it won't matter if I have to use the Golden Sacrifice Technique!" After a moment of hesitation, Lin Bin made his decision; he would use the Golden Sacrifice Technique to conquer the beast.

"I didn't expect your strength to be so great! I apologize for what I said just now; I will treat you seriously from here on out," Mia said with great sincerity.

As I spoke these words, I finally felt a sense of relief in my heart. Only after saying them did I feel that I had finally assumed the responsibilities I owed to Su Qingqing like a man.

"Well, regardless of anything else, these insects are finally dead." Zhou Tong let out a long sigh of relief. Seeing the coffin still on the floor of the wooden house, he hurried me to put it away before walking over to where our magic swords had fallen, intending to retrieve them.