After five minutes, the bell rang.
Ye Chen knew that the medicinal herbs had arrived.
As soon as he had opened the door, he noticed that there were a few people standing outside the hallway.
They were not the typical porters one would expect. Instead, two of them were old people while one was a young lady.
The three of them were holding bunches of medicinal herbs in their hands; there were more of them splayed out on the ground in an orderly manner.
Ye Chen knew two of them; they were Zhu Rende and his granddaughter, Zhu Zixuan.
As for the other old man, he did not recognize him. However, he could sense that he was the same type of person as him.
"Old Zhu, don't tell me that Virtuous Benevolence Hall couldn't even send a worker to come over. Why did you guys come all the way here?" Ye Che asked amusingly.
