"You know what I'm saying." Master Huo chased behind Lou Qianxue. His tone was calm yet filled with awe.
Lou Qianxue turned around and carefully sized up this uninvited guest.
"I've paid for this bunch of herbs. It's already mine now."
Master Huo snorted, narrowed his eyes, and shot a cold and dangerous gaze at her. "It's purple bamboo leaves that the Alchemy Union sold to you, not purple frost sacred bamboo."
"Purple frost sacred bamboo? What's that? Could it be the herbs in that young lady's hands…"
"How's it possible! The medicine boy and Young Master Yang both said that those were purple bamboo leaves, third-grade purple bamboo leaves. How is it possible that they are purple frost sacred bamboo?"
"Nothing's wrong with Master Huo, why did he suddenly talk about purple frost sacred bamboo?"
In the entire place, only Lou Qianxue and Master Huo knew what they were talking about.
