Huo Changfeng went into a daze hearing what Huo Yao said about the time-sensitive nature of harvesting Chinese herbs.
A long time ago when Miss Tong was still around, he had heard her mention this as well.
Chinese herbs would have varying degrees of effect depending on the time they were plucked.
Huo Changfeng gathered his thoughts. He was unfamiliar with Chinese herbs, so he simply paused and replied. "I'll send you over then."
"It's okay. Just give me a car. I can go over by myself," said Huo Yao as she smiled.
Huo Changfeng waved his hand. "I have nothing to do now, so I can tag along."
Since he was insistent, Huo Yao did not turn down his offer.
Before long, they headed out.
When the car drove out of the villa entrance and went past the huge fountain, it encountered a few black cars entering the compound.
Huo Changfeng's face automatically turned cold upon seeing the cars.
